Going down through the first half of Europe (Germany, Poland, Czech Republic, Austria, Slovakia, Hungary and Croatia) I’ve met Germans almost everywhere. And in Vienna I only hung out with Germans. But what a great time.
A couple of hours after saying hi to each other for the first time, Sarah (on the picture) and I got our first beer. Then we had Spritze (wine and sparkling water – excellent stuff) in her collective’s kitchen, we danced in a bar where no one else danced, crawled in the window to her colleagues and hung out after the restaurant closed, had a classic moment of group indecisiveness and ended up dancing in this old theater with a groovy vibe but awful music. I was back in a big city. Thanks, Sarah!
The next day Sarah showed me the Schönbrunn Palace*. Tourist destination number one in Vienna, it seemed. It’s basically just a big ass castle with a lot of symmetrical stuff and an enormous garden, so instead I give you a picture from a little romantic alley. Here couples queued up to get their picture taken, and even though we are not a couple, it almost felt like an obligation walking around man and woman in such a traditional, baroque environment. – Very special, like the woman taking our picture said when she handed me back the iPhone. Indeed.
The next days I played football twice with Sarah’s flat mate Patrick and Agathe showed me around in Vienna. I had an impression of a bigger and more diverse city than Copenhagen but still full of cafés, old buildings and an awful lot of shopping. The three Germans in Vienna did an outstanding job hosting me in Austria. Thanks to our mutual Austrian connection living in Canada. Thanks, Mavie!
*Earlier I wrote that we went to Hofburg Palace but I’ve been corrected. Bonus info: Schönbrunn Palace was according to Wikipedia a 1441-room Rococo style summer residence for the Roman emperor. So the description ‘a big ass castle’ still stands, though the name has changed.