Floridsdorf* meets Havanna

Today was a lovely sunny day and I decided to go for a walk on the Danube Island. Already more than shabby in summer, the deserted bars and restaurants were in a pitiful state and reminded me of documentaries about Cuba. Not that I know of any embargo on house paints affecting Austria, mind you.

The barbecuing area there is notorious and if you walk past the "Grillzone", which is extremely popular with immigrants, in summer your clothes and hair will smell as if you'd paid a visit to Hell itself. I actually saw two guys set up a barbecue today, but preparations hadn't reached the hellfire stage.


*Vienna's 21st district