Spent the day in the modern art museum. I'm too tired to write in all the artist info. We enjoyed all of it..even though I don't get most of it, in particular the collages. There was a puzzling installation which consisted of an empty room into which salinated air was being pumped. It was slightly foggy - so were most of the people standing around with us scratching their heads.
Collages? Empty pill foils, an iron?
Two enormous women having tea.
This is a clock and is very amusing on the hour every hour.
This figure was so realistic you had to look a couple of times to check that she wasn't breathing.
Look at her feet!
Monday, December 23, 2013
Accidental Dinner Companions
Last night we made our way over to the famous Figlmuller for the world renowned schnitzel. Crowded to the max, people were milling around reading the menu, waiting for friends, waiting for tables. After we made it to the front door, with few words, we were bustled into the restaurant by a big burly man and shown to a huge booth occupied by two young people. The restaurant was pushing everyone together trying to accomodate the crowds. After a few awkward moments, our young table mates seemed to warm to the idea of sharing and we began talking.
We were packed in like sardines; you could feel the energy in the air. Waiters dodged and weaved between the diners balancing huge trays loaded with dinner plate sized pieces of schnitzel. When I saw the portion size I thought we were doomed. Not another "success by excess" kind of place. But I was wrong.The schnitzel was delicious with a light crusty breading, not a bit greasy. Once the lemon was liberally squeezed over the surface and a dusting of salt, applied, I'd say it was the best schnitzel I've tasted, although I could eat only half of it.
Our dinner companions were Stanilaus and Elena, young bankers from London on vacation. He's Bulgarian from Sofia, she's a Russian from Moscow and Peru. Besotted with each other, they told us they were getting married soon. He kept alluding to Tiffany's and a ring in his back pocket. We had the feeling the engagement ring might appear on Christmas while they planned to be in Prague.
He was a rugby player during his college days. Went to Vassar for a while, the London School of Economics and the Oxford language school. She had some Master's degrees in business, economics. She works in mergers and acquisitions with a grueling schedule; her hours are 9:30 am to midnight, daily. We asked what they saw for themselves in ten years. Immediately, they responded...."kids, family, home". They are looking for another place to start their family life and are considering Australia. Such a talented couple...whoever gets them will be lucky to have them.
Instant bond, we felt parental, well, grand parental. We picked up their check - the first wedding present, she quipped.
One of those lovely experiences you have once in a while when traveling.
Sunday, December 22, 2013
Shopping and grazing. 12-22-13
Warmed up a little...bumped into a very nice Market full of hand-made products.
Klimt-like ornaments...
I was warm enough to remove the knit hat I've been wearing for days. Fresh cooked potato chips, greasy and salty made a delightful snack.
Sausages, brats........and more potatoes
Klimt-like ornaments...
I was warm enough to remove the knit hat I've been wearing for days. Fresh cooked potato chips, greasy and salty made a delightful snack.
Sausages, brats........and more potatoes
Saturday, December 21, 2013
Stephensdom and more Christmas markets.
View across the road from us.
Inside St. Stephens....mobs of people. For the area shown one has to pat 12 euro or thereabouts. No takers.
Candles go like hotcakes at .75 or .90 per candle. Short or tall.
Tree lights. Lots and lots of people.
A little sunshine today!
Inside St. Stephens....mobs of people. For the area shown one has to pat 12 euro or thereabouts. No takers.Candles go like hotcakes at .75 or .90 per candle. Short or tall.
EXTERIOR OF Stephensdom.
Christmas markets.
Christmas market at Rathaus.Tree lights. Lots and lots of people.
Friday, December 20, 2013
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