With coffee on the mind we go across the street to the Klimt Café. We order coffee and a slice of the ubiquitous Sacher tort to share, then walk back to the apartment to do some online activities.
For dinner we find a Hungarian restaurant named Ilona in the pedestrian area of the Old Town. The restaurant was founded in November, 1957 and is still family-run. Continuing my fowl trend, I choose the goose special which is only offered two weeks during the year. William selects a meat plate which is topped with a thick piece of pork belly. We both smile widely.
It's 9:00 pm as we return to the apartment to do our pre-packing and relax in front of the TV before bed. There is a taxi stand four blocks from the apartment and our plan is to walk there to catch a ride to the airport. But I am worried - will there be taxi's sitting there at 6:30 am? So, I stop to talk to the last cabbie in the line. He says that there will be taxis, but offers to pick us up at the apartment. Sounds good to me - if he doesn't show up, we can still walk to the taxi stand.