I walk around the city for exercise almost every day. Now that it’s gotten warm enough to go without gloves, I have been taking my camera. I shot this batch of photos over the last couple of days.
I think this could be an excellent way to get ready to say goodbye to Vienna. While I enjoy living here, I have never been as nuts about the place as some people are. Three years will be just about right for this southern girl who has no interest in cold weather, Wiener schnitzel, opera, where Mozart slept, or dealing with cranky, uptight people.
This week’s excursion included an old lady coming out of her crazy-expensive hat shop to yell at me to stop taking photos. She almost knocked my camera out of my hand. I gave her my sunniest smile and told her to “have a nice day.” A technique learned in the Czech Republic, this drives Austrians equally insane. Which is why I do it, of course. (I doubt they’d understand “bless your heart.”)
When I have a camera with me, I look at Vienna in an entirely different way. Though I do not like everything I see–the displays of conspicuous consumption in the downtown shops are getting especially old–there is a lot that is beautiful or interesting here.
For the next few months, I’m going to try and remember to look at Vienna through a lens whenever I can.