Upon stepping foot into Vienna, Bruno was capable of seeing the land and its natural beauty. The Austrian people flooded the streets bustling and hustling about their peaceful daily lives. The ancient architecture, many of which were centuries older than the United States itself, stood proudly in the background.
It was a wondrous sight to behold, as if Bruno had stepped foot into a fairy tale. He, of course, was snapped back to attention by the guide provided to him and his men. The Bavarian dialect which was spoken in Austria was different enough from the German which Bruno knew in both of his lives that he had to pay an extra emphasis on what was being said to him.
