Other Direction. I told you before.

For those concerned for our safety, that may or may not be many of you, we arrived in Vienna around 15:30 pm after a 4.5 hours train ride from Prague. Let me say I was impressed with the Super City train - finest European train I have been on thus far. Move over Thalys, here's to Super City.
Upon arrival, we hit the bankomat to get some euros and boarded the D tram to the Opera. We disembarked at the Opera in an effort to find the next transport to Stradtpark. The older gentlemen at the information station told us to take the 2 to Stradtpark. I don't know about you but to me that means ride the number to tram and get off at Stradtpark. So, we board the number 2 in route to Stradtpark, or so we thought...We must have been on this streetcar built during the Hapsburg empire for 30 minutes before asking for help. At that point, Stacie goes up to the tram conductor and says, "Excuse me, does this tram go to Stradtpark? The conductor replies, "other direction!" Alright, then... We sit for awhile and then Stacie goes back for more... "Excuse me, does this tram go to the Stradtpark?" To which the conductor replies, "Other direction, I told you before!" While Stac is in the back being subjected to this, I am thanking the conductor in German. What seemed like an hour goes by, before we get up and hop off the number 2. At this point, I'm forced to resort to asking the Vienna police for directions, only to find out that we are a 5 minute walk from our hotel.
Needless to say, we have arrived! And, we have been in the Executive Lounge having cocktails and appetizers ever since...