Festival of festivals

It couldn't have been any more perfectly timed that as we approached our final sights we stumble across a food festival in front of an orchestra festival next to a film festival. It was only the former we were interested in and the choice seemed endless. It was almost like finding an oasis in the desert. In fact for a moment it could have been a mirage. Getting a table, however, was not going to be easy. However, as I looked around trying to get some choices Katarina somehow managed to secure one that freed up as a couple left. To start with we had some fried dumplings and bacon (something traditionally Austrian), followed up by a crepe for Katarina and a plate of deep fried tiny fish for me (I'd first had them in Bulgaria and was so happy to find them again). What a great end to the day.