We did, however, eat a couple meals together, starting with our hotel's complimentary breakfast--a lovely spread.
|But first, a selfie!|
|Sunlight through cathedral windows makes for a great picture.|
|A place for prayers and other messages.|
|I lit a votive for Mom. It made me a bit teary, especially|
knowing I wouldn't be able to share my trip with her on my
return. I miss her every day, at home or in Vienna.
At the cathedral gift shop, I bought some post cards and a small fold-up shopping bag with music notes. This would become my shopping bag for the rest of the week, as I accumulated souvenirs.
After the cathedral, I set off in Vienna's lovely streets to the Albertina, taking a different route than the day before so I could get a bit lost and find my way out. Everywhere you turn in the historic part of Vienna, there is some sort of statue or architectural treasure to enjoy.
|St. Peter's, hidden in a little corner between other buildings.|
|A monument denouncing war.|
|Cafe Mozart and the Sacher Hotel building, from across the street.|
|Home to the Albertina, a wonderful art museum with tons of my favorites.|
|Monet, Picasso, and Warhol, OH MY!!|
|Cafe Mozart/Hotel Sacher again.|
|I can't say that I like the modern extension to such a beautiful old building.|
|Below, the war monument again.|
|My first glimpse of the Hofburg.|
|I think this is the Opera House.|
|Historic Vienna, lovely old church spire...Burger King sign.|
|Oh, I will, but that's for later!|
The Albertina was something Summer wasn't particularly desperate to see, but I was in hog heaven. I love the Impressionists, I love Picasso, I teach Pop Art to my 6th graders, so seeing Warhol and even some Lichtenstein was marvelous. I discovered a couple of new artists to love, as well.
I'm that person who gets as close as security will allow to a painting, and smile goofily at it while inspecting brush strokes and marveling at the use of color. Then I step back for the full effect.
The Albertina was like a playground for me.
|The building itself is gorgeous inside.|
|New to me: Paul Signac. I adored the paintings I saw by him. Look at the|
colors! It's sort of a cross between Impressionism and Pointillism.
|I have loved Degas since I first "met" him twenty years ago in London|
Semester. (Twenty years, good grief!!) This one earned a lot of foolish
|There was a field trip going on, and they were very well-behaved.|
|Matisse, and a lovely one at that.|
|I was delighted to see a decent representation of female artists, like Gabrielle|
|This is pretty much a portrait of me.|
|I can't say that I am a fan of Kadinsky. I don't love or understand this type|
of art, but I do appreciate its place in art history, and the conversations it
has created. I just wouldn't buy a copy for my living room.
|Paul Klee--another I wouldn't buy for my living room, but fascinating|
|Marie-Louise Von Motesiczky|
Cubism is an odd one for me. On the one hand, I love it. On the other, I'm utterly baffled by it. The Albertina has a fair collection of Picasso paintings, and I do admit I loved taking them in.
|This one, I love. Bright colors, easy to discern what he's showing us--a|
|His portraits are where he often loses me, though I do appreciate the humor|
|I was happy to see one of his guitar still life paintings.|
After that floor, I wandered to the floor that contains some Reubens paintings. As a rather "Reubenesque" woman, myself, I appreciate them.
Finally, I wandered down the stairs--and even the stairs are beautiful--to the most modern art in the place.
|Xenia Hausner paints a lot of performer-types, and I love this one.|
|The painting below this took my breath away. What a promising artist Ghisetti|
is. I took a close-up of the woman's hair to show the incredible colors.
|While I waited for Summer|
|Inside Cafe Sacher|
|A Marie-Therese coffee--it had orange liqueur in it and|
yummmmm. I only drink coffee in Europe.
|I had ravioli, and yes, it was every bit as delicious as it looks.|
|Summer had quiche.|
|For dessert, the famous Sacher Torte. It's a chocolate|
cake with a bit of apricot jam in it. It is a must-have
when you visit Vienna.
After lunch, I set off to look around the Hofburg. It is home to many great museums and a lovely park area. I wandered for a while before visiting Weltmuseum Wien, which features a whole floor of historic musical instruments. Music Nerd Heaven, indeed.
|Cali Swimmy's only appearance on this trip.|
|Selfie with my friend Wolfie.|
|Soon, the treble clef will be planted with flowers.|
The one drawback to visiting in winter is the winter-ness
of the parks and gardens.
|I stood there for several minutes trying to get a picture of the flag waving in|
the wind, but the wind did not cooperate.
Before the instruments, there's a huge collection of armor and weaponry.
Apologies for the pictures of instruments--the lighting is low in the rooms to preserve these treasures, and no flash is allowed. I did my best.
|Crumhorns! They sound like farts when played. Fantastic.|
|One of the early clarinets...before they added a ton of other|
keys to the thing. I am most definitely biased, but the
clarinet is one of the most challenging and satisfying
instruments to play.
I found my way through some arched walkways to the main Hofburg palace, home to the Hapsburgs.
I hadn't intended to visit the Silver Museum, but ended up in there kind of by accident. I didn't stay long; I was more interested in the apartments.
The apartments (I did not take pictures) were home to Empress Elizabeth (Sissi) and her husband, Emporer Franz Joseph. There's a lot of history there, but much was lost on me because I got stuck behind a tour group that kept blocking entire walkways to listen to their guide.
The apartments were lovely (though I do say if you've seen one royal bedroom, you've seen them all), but the outside is even more so. I found myself in Michaelerplatz as the sun hit it *just so*.
It was getting late enough in the day to consider dinner, so I started wandering again. I wasn't in a hurry; there's a lot to see, and then I walked by a shop with a ton of ducks in the window, and well, the natural course of things was observed.
|Lederhosen Swimmy caught my eye...|
|Alpenhorn Swimmy made me giggle...|
|And then I found the Musicians.|
|Wiggie (pronounced "viggie," the proper German way)|
von Swimmy went home with Summer, while Wolfie
Swimmy came home with me.
|A teddy bear museum.|
|I'm sad this came out blurry (I was walking), but I loved seeing the massive|
I ended my day at a lovely little restaurant, where a plate of lentils and bread dumplings awaited me, along with a lovely glass of Austrain white (don't ask me what variety, my German is terrible).
I walked back to Stephansplatz to catch the Ubahn back "home." The plaza in front of St. Stephan's was still crowded with people. I never felt unsafe at all.