Ice. Food. Drink.
It’s one of my favorite trinities. Ice. Food. Drink.
It’s been several years since I was on ice. But with a marginal amount of pre-research, I saw that Vienna had some great looking ice rinks.
So I lugged my hockey skates along for the ride. I never really played hockey or did anything remotely professional on ice- but I did fall in love with skating while living in Ithaca from ’04-’06 and realized that investing in a good pair of skates was critical. I would find out later on this trip that investing in my own pair of skates was indeed a good idea and that I would never hit the ice again without them.
But for now, a little virtual visit to the Wiener Eislaufverein.
This cozy bar was conveniently located right outside the rink.
With my pre-trip-research, I had gotten all revved up about the Vienna Eistraum (Wiener Eistraum) Rink . With my shabby and casual research style for this particular trip, I did not figure in the approximately 45 minute walk that the fantastic looking Eistraum rink was from our hotel. A 45 minute walk is not so bad (and certainly public transport would ease the transition), but I had mistakenly expected that rink to be a 5 minute jaunt from our hotel.
So when I asked the concierge where the nearest ice rink was and they directed me to this one, I was excited but also a little bit confused upon arrival. It looks nothing like the Eistraum rink. Because it wasn’t. But I had a great time on the ice and the hub was able to capture some shots from the bar that bordered the rink. It was a completely non-grandiose and down home rink and I absolutely loved it. Funny that we would visit the Eistraum later that weekend and I would find myself pining for a return to this ice experience. More on that later….
A view of the Wiener Eislaufverein rink from inside the bar that is, as far as I know, not rink affiliated.
A little bit of goulash with the hub before I head out on ice.
Great winter and pre-ice food.
I appreciate that my husband had the patience to capture me in this moment of returning to the ice after about 6 years of no-ice.
From his vantage point the lighting was getting very tricky, there was a lot of ice activity….
I love him even more for capturing my happiness in the moment.
He’s from Michigan. He should understand a thing or two about my ice glee.
Oh what what! YES! I am totally rusty, but pulling out the backwards moves.
This is happiness to me.
Earlier in the evening, before I got so warm from exercise and beer that I toned it down to just my dress.
Love the hockey kid noticing photographer Mike.