Pictures of us hanging out, having fun, drinking, and acting stupid in Amsterdam, Prague, Vienna and Munich (May 25 - June 2)

Vienna

Eric Oestreicher (which literally means "Austrian") surveys his land




Eric may seem like a benevolent ruler, but he has strict control over the populace, much like the puppeteer over his marionette





I sure feel manly




You schmuck




The guy taking the corner kick is the captain of the Austrian national team. Every Austrian fan wanted to kill him every time he touched the ball (apparently the professional team he plays for is the rival of the team that plays in the stadium this game was held at - think A-Rod coming up to bat playing for the US national team at Fenway Park)




More soccer hooliganism (Austria lost to Scotland 1-0)




For a while, we got caught behind this giant banner, which I believe loosely translated to "Go f--k yourself, Austrian team captain"







A bunch of Scottish fans (including this guy in the kilt) were staying at our hostel




A little coffee recharge at Cafe Hawelka




Umm, don't ask




West siiiiiiide, baby




A bar in the Bermuda Triangle neighborhood of Vienna




Another bar in the Bermuda Triangle




A club called FLEX, featuring an Austrian reggae singer and an American rapper




Urinal at FLEX - Europeans sure love their soccer


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