End of a great few days in Vienna with old and new friends.
Some pics of St Stephens, Église des Dominicains, the Belvedere Palace which houses Gustav Klimt’s The Kiss among many other fabulous works, and the Hofburg Imperial Palace where Hitler greeted Austrians after Anschluss.
The monument to Holocaust victims is very touching. The doors have no handle or key hole to enter. The walls are concrete walls of books, arranged as in a library but with the spines facing inwards. Stories that we can never truly get at or know …
My friend Kath replied none too kindly to my suggestion that Teutonic efficiency had failed to rub off on her.
Prague was supposed to be next but I’ve booted it down the road for another trip. I am Hapsburged out. Baroqued and rolled over. Ready to flick the Gothic.
So it’s up to the Austrian mountains for some hiking and swimming in the lakes and rivers for a week to get back to nature.
