Yesterday I saw A Dangerous Method. Not a good film, but I had to agree with the lady who I overheard talking to her friend in the bathroom. "I really want to go to Vienna now." It made me think of last summer.
I haven't changed my mind since I wrote this, but my eyes get so bored. They never used to get bored in Vienna even though I spent 75% of my time in places I had seen a thousand times before. I guess I'm starting to realise that I can only really appreciate the aesthetics that I grew up with. Everything else is interesting, but not on an emotional level.