Vanquishing Vienna
By the time Jessica and I reached Vienna, we were tired. We had been walking so much for a week straight, but we were ready to take on the last stop of our Fall Break tour through Europe.
Eliyas, a friend from our program, also happened to be in Vienna at the same time as us so we met up with him to go exploring. We walked along the main pedestrian street in Vienna, which is lined with shops of all sorts, most of which are extremely out of our price range, but it was fun to look at nonetheless. What struck me the most was how massive all of the buildings were. They were tall and wide and super imposing.
My favorite thing about arriving in a city later in the day is that you first get to see how it looks at night, and then when you wake up it's like you're in a whole new place again because everything looks so different. Our late night views were so impressive, that I couldn't wait for the next day.
We stopped at Cafe Sacher, home of the original Sacher Torte, which is a chocolate cake with a marmalade filling that everyone raves about. I know very limited German so I asked for a table for three, and the host proceeded to spew out sentences of German, to which I just smiled and nodded in response, muttering whatever German words of affirmation I could think of.
The Cake was 7 Euros for one slice, so we split it between the three of us. It honestly wasn't all that great, but I'm glad we tried it so I could cross it off the list.
The next day we toured the big palace that is in Vienna, which was only a twenty minute walk from our hostel. I don't know what I was expecting, but reality definitely wasn't it. The palace itself is massive, but the grounds stretch on for ages! There's forest, a labyrinth, roman structures, fountains, greenhouses, end so so much more. We spent hours just walking around and enjoying the fresh air.
It was cool to see full-blown fall colors, because even into November, a lot of the trees in Madrid are still completely green. It's very odd.
Here's me, gracefully waving to my subjects from the steps of my palace.
I ended up abdicating my throne so that I could head to the Vienna Opera house to try and score tickets for that evening's show. We got the inside scoop from our hostel that before every show there are a limited number of standing room only tickets that are sold for under 5 Euros. To put that into perspective, normally the cheapest seats you will be able to purchase are around 100 Euros, oftentimes way higher.
So, we stood in line outside of the opera house 80 minutes before the show was set to start and ended up with tickets to Lohengrin, a German opera about a sister who is accused of murdering her brother, but then her magical knight appears to fight for her innocence and drama ensues.
The venue was gorgeous, and so was the performance, even though the plot got super weird and stopped making a lot of sense after a certain point. Even so, it was so incredible to get to see a show at such a world-renowned theater.
We took it easy our last day in Vienna. It had been a long 10 days, and we wanted to be not dead when we arrived back in Madrid. I went shopping for a bit and looked around at all of the cute Christmas stores. I didn't want to walk too much because my ankle was starting to hurt really bad from walking so much on cobblestone streets for so many days in a row.
I went to a new area that I hadn't really been before except the very first night we went exploring. It was cool to see everything in the daylight. There were more beautiful buildings, interesting shops, and most importantly a gelato cafe. I treated myself to a nice cold treat on the 40 degree day, and spent the rest of my time in Vienna thinking about everything I would have to do once I got back to Madrid.
I feel so incredibly lucky to have seen three amazing countries/cities and do so much in each of them. All of the cultures were so different, but the more and more countries I go to I realize that there really are more similarities than differences. The experiences I had definitely impacted me and will continue to make me think and seek to challenge my comfort zone. But at that point, I was ready to return back to the familiarity of Spain.











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