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A chauffeur waiting with a sign saying O’Connell meets us with a warm smile. “Guten tag, Mr. O’Connell,” he greets Aiden.
“Good day to you, too. Call me Aiden, please. And this is Jeni.”
“Sehr gut. Mein name ist Jörg. Aiden and Jeni, bitte folgen Sie mir,” he chimes in German. Taking my suitcase, he walks away quickly.
My eyes widen looking at Aiden for an explanation.
“He said very good. My name is Jörg. Please follow me,” Aiden whispers.
I nod and walk next to him as we reach a black stretch limousine. Aiden places his jacket around me as Jörg puts the suitcases in the trunk and opens the rear door for us. It’s freezing cold, so as I slide into the back of the limousine, the warmth hits me straightaway. Then I notice the roof is lit with tiny blue and purple lights. The bar on the side has neon tube lighting around the edges of it. It’s almost like a miniature nightclub in here, and it makes me giggle.
Aiden slides in next to me. “We’re heading to our hotel first. We’re staying at the Hotel de France Wien which was built in 1872.”
I smile at him. “You seem to know a lot about Vienna.”
“Yeah, I’ve been here a few times with the family.”
“Tell me more about our hotel. I love historical places.”
“It’s five-star, located on the elegant Ringstraße Boulevard in the center of Vienna. I know you’ll love it.” He pulls me on his lap and leans in kissing me deeply. I’m weak from the loss of our baby or from traveling, maybe both, but I manage to keep up with him.
We arrive at our hotel, and I step out of the limousine to see a large historical building with flags and a giant revolving door. Jörg takes both our bags, and we walk through to the main foyer. The pictures on the wall make for good viewing while he checks us in.
This city is beautiful. You can see the years of history etched in the walls of the buildings. I’m excited we’re here in such a romantic city, where we can heal and simply love each other.
With the bellhop handling our luggage, we make our way to the room.
“I didn’t realize it’d be so cold.” I wrap my arms around myself, trying to keep the chill away.
“This is Europe’s cold time of the year.”
Our room is stunning. The bed is king-size, and the room has a three-seat sofa with a large flat-screen television hanging on the wall in the main living area. The ensuite is off to the side, and there’s a kitchenette as well as a coffee nook. The room is absolutely perfect.
And warm.
Once the bellhop makes his exit after dropping off our bags, Aiden walks over to me and leads me to the window. The city skyline is simply breathtaking.
After a long flight and the stress of the past few days, we decide to spend the rest of the day in the suite, ordering room service and relaxing. Lying on the bed next him, I nuzzle into his chest while we watch something on television, of which I can’t understand a single word.
Aiden picks it up reasonably, considering he’s not fluent in German.
I can already feel some of the stress leaving me, making me feel a bit lighter.
Aiden hops out of bed, pulls on some boxer shorts, and opens the door to a waiter who’s serving our breakfast. He brings it in and places it down. I’m hungry as I take a sip of my orange juice and eat the delicious breakfast in front of me.
Today, we are heading to Donau Park which is on the north bank of the Danube River. Dressing in warm, winter clothes, that Aiden was mindful to pack for us, we make our way down to the lobby where Jörg is waiting for us.
“Guten tag, Aiden and Jeni,” Jörg announces as we slide into the limousine.
He’s a nice man, polite, but doesn’t talk much.
“Guten tag, Jörg,” Aiden replies.
The first things I see when exiting the limousine are a giant chessboard, a mini-train tourists are riding, a tennis park, a bike path, and even a miniature zoo. I stand in awe, unable to move as I take it all in. As we begin our tour, Aiden takes my frozen hand in his to warm it.
As we wander around, we come across a horse-drawn carriage. My eyes widen in excitement as I look at Aiden, and he smiles. He strides over to the driver and talks to him, then hands him some cash. Aiden helps me into the carriage. The horses are a magnificent pure white, and their manes are plaited making them look elegant and beautiful.
“Thank you, babe,” I gush, and Aiden wraps his arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer to him.
