Thursday, 23 July 2015

Vienna, wealthiness in its most tangible form...

I was given the liberty to travel around after my graduation ceremony (yes I am now a graduate, and unemployed, and lost, and confused for that matter...) though not as long as I would have liked. But I'll take something over nothing anyday, and my first stop was Vienna.

Vienna as known to most people, is the capital of music. It is where many famous composers of the past have traversed around in the peak of their careers. It is also where Mozart and Vivaldi died in tragic loneliness in graves with locations unknown somewhere in the city. 

My one goal was to catch a performance and preferably by the Philharmonic Orchestra. Alas, it was not to be due to my indecision, my stinginess, and my short sightedness. But perhaps it was not meant to be cause none of the programme really excited me. 

I was in the city at a time a heatwave swarmed through Europe, making having a good time extremely hard. Nonetheless, Vienna is pretty as a pin sitting on the right breast jacket of a first lady, primed and proper to the utmost perfection. It is a city with walls oozing with wealth and roads that glitters with richness. Every building is a sight on its own, making every other European city I've visited pale in comparison. Makes me wonder what the city has done to achieve such opulence. 

Spend two days here and it is enough to cover all the major sights of the city. Among the more memorable is the Schonnbrunn Palace where I attended an Apple Strudel show. Furthermore, their Westbahnhof (train station) has got to be one of the best stations I've been to in my life! 









So two days was enough for me to paint a picture of Vienna in my head. But I have yet to taste and to experience its culture and find its hidden secrets that I am sure the city is bound to have. I leave with a note in my book promising myself that I will come back if not only to watch a show. Maybe one day when my pockets have grown and my budget vanishes... 

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