We had exasperated all activities Vaduz had to offer so we decided to get back on the bus and head to Feldkirch, Austria. Beautiful weather complimented the gorgeous backdrop we were crawling past. The sun beat through the glass windows and warmed my left side just enough to encourage a nap. As I nestled into an upright bed of down jackets, backpacks and cold steel window harnesses I realized that this was better than any Sunday nap in front of the T.V. Thirty minutes later I was rudely awakened from my warm, bikini clad, ocean front subconscious and directed to exit stage left into the cold once again. We had arrived in Feldkirch. Had it not been for the trains bringing people from one location to another this place wouldn't represent so much as a dot on an atlas. Inside the ticket office there are the staples; one diner with complimentary filled ashtrays and brown stained light fixtures, a magazine store that sold more schnapps and postcards than newspapers, 2 toilets and a coffee bar. I called Christoph. We were a few hours earlier than expected, but with nothing else to do we headed to Landeck.
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