All Quiet on the Vienna Front

A 4.5 hour train journey that should only have taken 3, a very busy carriage, and a baby that screamed at everything relentlessly, brought us 'calmly' to bustling Vienna.
It's a difficult city to sum up. Vienna's overloaded with museums and architecture. Horses trot down the streets next to trams. It has an open air market the size of Cardiff that doesn't even feature as a tourist attraction on its maps. There's a lot to it, but it doesn't feel comforting. The city lacks a rhythm: it feels jarred. The beautiful monuments, buildings and culture are crammed between wide, 'dirty city' streets that are less than inviting and rammed with traffic. Vienna seems to be trying too hard.
Our hostel, though, is amazing, with free musical instruments, an oversized outdoor chessboard and a happy hour that got the juices flowing last night. We soon found ourselves heading out for dinner with 4 Americans staying here.
The bar-restaurant around the corner offers authentic cuisine at good prices, but with a less than speedy service. It was 2 hours before our meals arrived and then only 5 out of 6 arrived. But its on moments like this that friendships are forged, and only stomachs neglected since breakfast reminded any of us at all we had food ordered. Tammy, Mallory, Grace and Jonathan were great company. Grace was particularly interesting, being an expert in poisons; definitely someone I'd rather keep sweet ;-).
I'm afraid I can't offer you too much insight into Vienna-the-city beyond these 'scraps'. I've a brainstorm in front of me that looks pretty empty. Fundamentally Vienna is a city for the museum lover, and the classical more than the modern. No amount of walking its streets alters that fact.
We will be heading out tonight to continue to dance our way through the major capitals of Europe. It could be interesting as there is a city-wide 'quiet time' between 10pm and 9am but being a student city too, there should be some places that bend the rule...
I won't do a 'Vienna' and try too hard here. Sometimes, the best thing to realise is there's just not much to say...x