voluptuous vienna
My memories of Vienna are likely to be of sausage and gluwein...and a lovely romantic two year wedding anniversary weekend. Of course. Nothing was so welcome a relief from the bitter cold as a lovely warm cup of gluwein from one of Vienna's many Christmas markets, which spring up across the city at this time of year. This left one hand free for a wiener (I'm not being rude, that is honestly what they are called in Austria) or some other scrumptious treat selected from the numerous stalls which proffer culinary temptations in abundance.
Apart from the pre-Christmas festivities, I was impressed by the grandeur of Vienna as we scurried from one building to the next, attempting to avoid circulation loss. Large, almost imposing palaces and monuments, such as those found in Rome, adorn this otherwise unpretentious European capital.
Unlike locals from many other cities, which are prone to invasion by tourists, Viennese inhabitants were surprisingly welcoming and friendly, especially when Fox attempted to order in German. Knowing only how to count to three meant that if the situation arose where we needed to order four or more of anything it would have to be done in multiples i.e. "Zwei sachre torte und zwei sachre torte und...." and so on. Thankfully it was just the two of us.
In case we hadn't consumed enough during our market jaunts we stopped off at Central Cafe to sample the aforementioned sachre torte (most delicious chocolate cake) for which Vienna is renowned. Coffee and cake culture is taken very seriously here and such reverence is reflected in ones bill. "Right...back to the markets for dinner then?"
Vienna also boasts some of the world's best museums and for our mandatory city-break culture fix we visited the Mumok. Here one can appreciate modern art offerings such as Andy Warhol and subsequently betray ones lack of culture by tutting at 'creations' such as a piece of string hung from the ceiling pretending to be art.
Having overindulged sufficiently we left Vienna with more than a few extra kilos, some new Christmas decorations for our tree and my prized tea advent calendar. We left having been fully enticed into the spirit of the festive season.
Apart from the pre-Christmas festivities, I was impressed by the grandeur of Vienna as we scurried from one building to the next, attempting to avoid circulation loss. Large, almost imposing palaces and monuments, such as those found in Rome, adorn this otherwise unpretentious European capital.
Unlike locals from many other cities, which are prone to invasion by tourists, Viennese inhabitants were surprisingly welcoming and friendly, especially when Fox attempted to order in German. Knowing only how to count to three meant that if the situation arose where we needed to order four or more of anything it would have to be done in multiples i.e. "Zwei sachre torte und zwei sachre torte und...." and so on. Thankfully it was just the two of us.
In case we hadn't consumed enough during our market jaunts we stopped off at Central Cafe to sample the aforementioned sachre torte (most delicious chocolate cake) for which Vienna is renowned. Coffee and cake culture is taken very seriously here and such reverence is reflected in ones bill. "Right...back to the markets for dinner then?"
Vienna also boasts some of the world's best museums and for our mandatory city-break culture fix we visited the Mumok. Here one can appreciate modern art offerings such as Andy Warhol and subsequently betray ones lack of culture by tutting at 'creations' such as a piece of string hung from the ceiling pretending to be art.
Having overindulged sufficiently we left Vienna with more than a few extra kilos, some new Christmas decorations for our tree and my prized tea advent calendar. We left having been fully enticed into the spirit of the festive season.
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