Vienna: City of Shade Trees and Murmurs

Vienna is beautiful.  And quiet.  Like in a Ferregamo boutique, Should I even be here?

Walking in the manicured but not annoyingly perfect (that is, British) park and around the central shopping area, everything was just delightful.

Large crowds gathered around street performers, respectable older citizens drifted in and out of churches, and the general populace promenaded around the avenues, going nowhere in particular.

But I wondered how enjoyable all this is.  If I really lived here, I might tire of constant perfection, expected of me and of the city.  I’m not a Lipizzaner, for heaven’s sake!  I like to take a day off every once in a while.

I mean, the city has everything.  Shady boulevards, history, a city layout designed for enjoyment (in that it was built for royalty), bike share, schnitzel, strudel!

Transportation was amazingly easy.  A train from the airport to the city center runs every half hour.  And isn’t transportation success all about reliability?

For 1-4 euro, you can use the bike share for the afternoon, cycling around the park ring and into the center.  There, you are likely to run into any number of well dressed Anglos on their way to or from a museum or café.

Likewise, culture abounds.  The historic opera house still hosts performances and the museums are there, if you’re into that kind of thing.

Weather in Vienna should be cloudy, but for my part, everything about Vienna, including the weather, was perfect.  In the high sixties and breezy, it was perfect jacket-and-jaunty scarf weather.

Eye contact was also very good.  People did not seem to be creeped out as I peered at their plates and drinks in sidewalk cafes, but looked back, confidently but not aggressively.  And really, when you’re attractive and you know it, it’s easier to do that.

Vienna is practically perfect in every way, which makes it inaccessible and thus, unlovable.  With no imperfections, how can I relate?

DC, perfection is not what we want; we want…something.  If you find it, let me know.

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. jkc says:

    “This is the very perfection of a man, to find out his own imperfections.” – St. Augustine

  2. MCF says:

    Vienna is fabulous and I find no fault is its being wonderous. My brief sojourn there was marked with perfect weather, as well.

    Did you notice that everyone there has a dog? Cute, obedient, lovable little dogs?

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