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2025 World Tour Diary Day 7 (1/2)

I start moving from the morning.
This is because a market is being held at Lendplatz near our accommodation, and I want to do some shopping there.

A market for locals with absolutely no English signage.

There are many street stalls.
There are delicious-looking vegetables, fruits, meat, fish, and cheese.
Moreover, it is more affordable than buying at a supermarket.
I heard this market is held every day on weekdays, so I learned where the people of Graz get their food.

Here too, S pushes forward boldly.
S easily manages conversations with shopkeepers who only speak German, asking for which items and how many grams they want.
I think that S can definitely adapt to living abroad better than I can, and will likely learn the local language quickly.

Selling by weight is the norm.

Breakfast today consists of apple pie, lettuce, peaches, and apple juice bought at the market.
Plus the cheese we bought in Bratislava.
We eat this in the courtyard.

Elegant from the morning.

The air is dry as always, and the blue sky is clear without a single cloud.
Just as I was thinking what a stylish breakfast this is, a large stink bug appeared, so we retreated indoors.

Today we are exploring Graz.
First, we took the funicular (Schloßbergbahn) up to the fortress ruins.
You can get a panoramic view of the old town of Graz, which is a World Heritage site.
The uniform color of the roofs is vivid.

A cityscape with a sense of unity.

The distance is surrounded by mountains, and you can visually confirm that Graz is in a basin.

The clock tower (Uhrturm) at the fortress ruins.

We try eating lunch at a restaurant.
On this trip, I had been avoiding eating out for cost reasons, but at S's request, this is our first time eating out.
We ordered the lunch soup and two beers at a place called Glöckl Bräu.

Soup filled with chunks of potato and a small beer.

The terrace seats were very crowded at noon, but the prices were painful for a Japanese person affected by the weak yen.
The food wasn't bad, but it wasn't remarkably delicious either.
The beer was reasonably good.

After that, we walked along the main street called Joanneumring to a coffee shop called Buna.
There are few shops that handle specialty coffee in both Vienna and Graz.
When I was sulking at a shop where coffee was 6€ a cup, S chimed in.
What is the point of being reluctant to experience various things locally when we spent so much money to get here?
S said that it might be worse for cost-performance in total.
I had no comeback.
I felt that I wanted to learn how to spend money wisely.

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