Springtime in Vienna

Spring has sprung in the Old World. Song birds, ice cream parlours, the whole nine yards. It's not T-shirt weather, but the time of year when standing in the sunbeams warms your face and makes you think of enjoying beer on a sunlit patio at 8 p.m. I've actually had the windows open for the last couple of days, when the sun was hitting the building. Ah, Vienna. Membership does have its privileges.

On another happy note, Sabine has been accepted to come to Canada as a permanent resident. They said processing could take at least seven months, but it took about three. Huzzah for Canadian bureacracy!

Cheers,
John