Good girls go to heaven, Bad girls go to Vienna

We saw this dumb quote on a T-shirt in every country/city/village we have visited so far. (Just replace the last word with the country/city/village you are in.) I mean, really, how many people would wear a shirt with a saying like this?? You thought we did something bad, huh? We did jaywalk a few times and even walked in the bike lane a few times... tisk tisk.

Anyway, my cousin, Bobbilyn and her hubby, Steve, have been visiting from Utah and we have had the best time. They have done a lot on their own, but we have found some treasures here that I am eager to show our future guests as well. Like our Palachinta House that sells the BEST Hungarian dessert (like French crepes) and it is open 24 hours! (We have gone there twice.) Then there is this amazing Ice Cream that we found in Vienna that was to die for. The minimum you can buy is two scoops and the scoops are a lot bigger than the Hungarian scoops they give you. And you can't beat the flavors! I got Stratiatella (like Chocolate Chip) for Dylan and a 3 scoop medley of Raspberry, Strawberry, and Blueberry which all taste like biting into a mixed fruit smoothie, but better. Too bad Dylan didn't want all of his... yumm!

Here are just a few shots of their trip, but these pics are just of Bobbilyn and I, so there will more... LOTS more. I've been having issues uploading to my blog from photos already on my computer for some reason. oh well.

Uber cheesy pose in the Vienna Gardens... sniff... it seems like only yesterday that your mom (my aunt) got mad at me for dying your hair while she was away and taking you out to lunch in Jr. High. Being a parent makes me cringe at many things I did as a young adult... My bad.

Us in front of the most famous (and oldest) bridges in Budapest with the castle to the left.

Us with the "dude" facing Parliament standing on a cool bridge over a fountain. Next stop: Palacsinta Ha'z!

Nice bootie shot... when in Venice, right Bobbi?
(Yes, I know it's Vienna, but I would use the two cities interchangeably on accident and they wouldn't even notice... my hubby on the other hand, noticed every. single. stinkin'. time.)