





Gee. Two busy days. It’s been good. I’ll start with yesterday: Got up fairly early and got to the Institute where we did homework and played around on the internet until class started at 9:30. German class for an hour and then our European Fine Arts class. For Fine Arts our teacher took us to Karlskirche, a large cathedral here in Vienna. I’ve been to several cathedrals all over Europe but this was much different. Most cathedrals are gothic style but this was baroque. Baroque style is much warmer, using oranges and reds and natural light to give the impression that one is arrived in heaven on earth. The coolest part is that they are redoing the inside of the dome in Karls and have a scaffolding up all the way into the top. They have an elevator and allow people to go up into the dome. Very cool. To see the paintings on the ceiling up close and go into the dome to see the sight of the city was quite worthwhile. I’ve really enjoyed the fine arts class so far, even with my limited background in art.
Talked to my lovely sister for a bit...she's moving. (Boo! Booooo!!!)After this we had our “experiencing Vienna” class at the outreach center. Kind of a boring class, but that’s ok. It gets a lot of the administrative stuff out of the way for our trips and such and sometimes we get money. Never a bad thing.
Several people in the group left the outreach center to go climb the tower of Stephansdom cathedral and I decided to go with. The tower is about 350 steps in a spiral staircase to the top. Bit of a grunt, really. I went with Emily, David, Andrew, Stephanie and Ellen. The view was actually not so spectacular after Karlskirche but the climb itself was fun and it was good to get out with some folks. I’ve really been trying to figure out who I’m going to hang out with for this whole trip and it hasn’t been easy thus far. We ran to a café after the climb down and the girls had ice cream while we watched a clown run amok in the town square and basically terrorize unsuspecting passers-by. He was quite good. Everyone either loved him or hated him and I suppose that’s the measure of a good clown.
Later that night we were all going to a very old church, built in the 1100s, called Ruprechtskirche for a concert of old instruments. Andrew and I headed over a bit later than everyone else and found that everyone had bailed. Turns out the concert that we thought was free was actually 11 euro ($15.50). Taylor showed up and we decided to abandon our reservations about cost and do it. They concert consisted of a Theorbe, a Cembalo, a Harpsichord and two Viola de Gambas. It was very, very interesting to hear the old music played on the original instruments. It was crazy to sit there and realize that I was sitting in a 1000-year-old church listening to 1700s music being played. Wow. The last piece was one of the coolest things I’ve ever heard. Very much worth the 11 euros. I’m going to try and find the piece on the internet somehow.
I was anticipating today. We went down into the Danube valley to ride bikes along the river. Cool, eh? We had to get up at 5:00 AM. Not cool, eh? We met at the institute at 7:00, boarded a bus and rolled out to Melk. We first visited the Babenburg palace-turned-monastery there. It was cool. These people sure knew how to put together a fancy building! Then we headed down to a hotel to pick up our bikes and get on the ride. I was basically by myself for a while in the monastery until Anne, Allyson and I started hanging out. It was raining when we got our bikes and I was a bit skeptical about riding 35-40 kilometers in the rain. We started to ride, however, and the rain cleared up rather quickly. The weather continued to improve all day leading to a glorious afternoon.
Did I mention that the Danube valley is unequivocally the most beautiful place on earth? Yeah. Better than Montana (*gasp* Blasphemy!), better than Southern Spain (Is that possible?!). Completely, absolutely and totally breathtaking. It is a huge fertile valley chock full of picturesque villages, terraced mountainside vineyards and lush fruit orchards. We had to stop every few KMs to buy fruit from one of the locals. Wine grapes, fresh plums, apples, we ate it all. Allyson, Anne and I took a very leisurely pace and just wandered around the little towns stopping to take pictures of everything. The entire valley is one big postcard, I swear. It was like walking around in a dream. I can’t adequately describe it. Toss in the beautiful flowers and landscape and the authentic and fresh bakeries and we basically spent the day in heaven. Take dinner as an example: Dense rye bread, cheese and herb spread and ham. Yum. Perfect weather, perfect scenery, perfect transportation, perfect food. PERFECT!Friday, September 7, 2007
Another dreary, cold rainy day. Today we had “dinner” with our host Mom at 12:00 so we just decided to have a slow morning in the house. We woke up, lollygagged around, went shopping at a nearby grocery store…
Good story there. We went to the Hofer down the street quite a ways. We took the bus/streetcar to get there and spent some time getting our groceries. At Hofer, as well as most grocery stores in Europe, you either have to bring your own bag or buy one at the register. We didn’t have bags so we bought them. Nice big paper bags. Unfortunately, one of the things that I didn’t realize is that paper bags and rain don’t really do well together. When we got on the streetcar my bag started to go kaput. One of the handles ripped off. So, during the 15-minute walk home I had to carry my bag with both arms and as soon as I walked in the front door the bag exploded and stuff went everywhere. It was totally in tatters. Pretty funny, actually.
“Dinner” consisted of some sort of meatloaf thing cooked in a sauce with bacon. It was really quite good. Very rich and hearty, like most food here in Austria. We also had a soup, a potato dish and a salad. I was given serving after serving until I thought I would explode. That was actually kind of nice, as serving sizes are not usually all that large here in Europe and meat is expensive. As bad as it is, it was nice to stuff myself silly on meat.
After dinner we lazed a bit and then finally wandered into town. We went to the institute to use the internet and there joined up with a group going to the 7:00 showing of the Magic Flute by Mozart. We were doing the standing place thing again and had to stand in line for 3 hours. This time I was a bit more prepared and didn’t mind the waiting nearly as much. Plus we had a few more people in our group and it was more fun than waiting for Carmen.
The Opera itself was REALLY good. I absolutely loved it. It was funny, happier more touching and much faster paced than the other operas I’ve seen. Best one by a long shot. It didn’t feel long like the others did at all. Enjoyed every minute. There really seemed to be a lot of interesting things to think about hidden behind the fairly simple story. I wouldn’t mind seeing it again. It actually reminded me of the movie “stardust”; different plot but same lighthearted yet serious storyline. I’d love to see it again.
After the opera we walked around Vienna: the rain has stopped! I’m so happy! It’s so nice to not get wet every time I go outside! Hoorah!Pretty slow day. It is still quite rainy and cold, which doesn’t really motivate one to be active and do a lot of sightseeing. German class was cancelled for the morning and so we didn’t have class until 2:00. In the morning I went to the institute and basically hung out there until class. I did some reading, finished some homework for history class and caught up on the latest college football happenings. After history class I finally was able to catch Mom online and we chatted for about 20-30 minutes. That was nice. We didn’t get the audio working but that’s ok. I was in a public room and I’m not sure they would have appreciated the conversation anyhow. (of course, in a similar situation I was able to listen to a girl talk mushy-talk with her fiancée for about 20 minutes…wanted to stab myself with my pencil to end the madness. Seriously, they spent 5 minutes arguing about who missed the others’ voice more. Bleh!)
Last night the big plan was for a group to get together and go to the Opera to see Carmen. We are, of course, cheapo students, and opt for the standing room tickets in the nether regions of the opera hall. Do grab these hot pieces of real estate you basically just have to get in line 2-3 hours early. So, we jumped in line at 4:30. I was assured that we could just get through the line quickly, grab some tickets, mark our spots and then head back out into town until the opera started at 7. Good thing, too, because I was getting pretty hungry. Well, it wasn’t until I read the opera ticket manual that I found out that the standing room (stehplatz) tickets wouldn’t even start selling until 5:45. Egad. So, over an hour later, the line started to move slowly and sometime around 6 we finally got our tickets. I was absolutely famished and excited to get out and find some food but…nope. Turns out once you get your tickets you have to show them to get your standing room spot and then there’s no turning back. “The point of no return”, to quote an operatic tale. So I just slowly starved to death in my spot for an hour until the show started. Beautiful building, by the way.
Anyhow, the performance started and it was indeed marvelous. We enjoyed the first two acts immensely. We found some of the other kids from our program across the hall from us and talked to them for a bit. Amusingly, they thought Carmen only had two acts and left after the second. Whoops. It has four. We stayed for the whole thing (3.5 hours of standing got a bit old after all that time in line…). Really quite enjoyable, especially towards the end when people start going insane and there are stabbings. There were several famous songs that I had no idea were in Carmen. Having just been to southern spain, which is the setting for the Opera, I especially enjoyed watching it with my background experience on Flamenco, bullfighting and Spanish culture. Good stuff. Oh, and did I mention that the performance only cost 2 euros ($2.70)? Pretty good bargain!Random journal excerpts masquerading as a Blog entry:
Tuesday Sep. 4 - Finished the Bertrand Russell book last night, started the Merleau-Ponty book “Phenomenology of Perception” today. Much denser than Russell but so far fairly rewarding (still in the preface….hahahaha). This morning had German class, my skills are still coming back well. I am pleased about that. Went to an Italian place for lunch…there are absolutely LOADS of Italian places here. I had a pizza with bacon and corn on it. Not great cuisine but still pretty tasty. After that headed to the outreach center (LDS institute) and attended our “experiencing Vienna” class and the german conversation class. I’m not sure I’ll continue in the German convo class as I don’t really want to have a certain number of required hours of German to achieve a particular grade. Seems a bit oppressive. On the other hand, I do need the German practice and this would be a good way to make sure I do it, but hey, I am here partially to have a stress-free good time, right? Hmmmm…..
Dinner consisted of a fruit-yogurt drink and some bread with Liverwurst. Not bad fare for a few euros. We went to the Opera to get in line for the Barber of Seville but it wasn’t taking people for the standing room tonight. Private performance or some such nonsense. So we tried to find a plan “B”. I found one, and a darn good one if I may be so bold. We got lost a bit but finally found the concert house where we attended a performance of the Weiner Kammerphilharmonker. It was simply incredible. They performed a Mozart piece, a Mendelssohn piece and finished it off with Beethoven’s Symphony no. 7. Beethoven is amazing. He plays with emotions more than any other composer I’ve ever heard. I loved it. Got ahold of a schedule for the concert and some people that want to go fairly often so I’ll probably try to take advantage of that and continue to expand my knowledge of classical music.
We arrived in Bratislava at about 10:30 and I tried to feel out a decent group to visit the city with. I wound up with Andrew and some girls (with a 7 to 1 ration of girls to guys, we're always outnumbered). The group went to the Primate’s palace, which has nothing to do with monkeys or apes, and then split off for individual activities for 6 hours. Did I mention that it had been raining lightly all day? Well, once we split off, it started to get REAL nasty. Wind, rain, cold, the whole shebang. First stop was lunch, as we were all famished. We went to a Spanish (In Slovakia?) restaurant and I had rabbit. It was a total rip-off. The food wasn’t bad, but it cost waaaay more than advertised and wasn’t quite worth it. We visited a castle on the hill that was actually quite a letdown, as we really didn’t see anything of note except an 85-meter deep well.
We went into St. Martin’s church, where most of the big names in Hapsburg history were crowned and saw a few cool things in there. There was an area dug up with glass over it in which there were skeletons in the ground and a crypt with coffins and the like. Definitely worth the 25 crowns (roughly 1 dollar). We continued to slog through the rain, stopping in a lovely old orthodox church to dry off. The church was just starting a mass so we stayed and watched/listened for a while. It was very cool to see the mass in Slovakian and hear their sermon, service and prayers. One of the most enjoyable parts of the day.
Finally we wandered around, found a grocery store to use the last of our crowns (dinner was about 1/10th the price of lunch. Ouch.) and finally found a street car to take us back to the train station. At this point we were freezing, wet and exhausted. I crashed on the train, sleeping all the way back. Then it was merely a matter of David and I taking our usual 45-minute journey home, walking through the rain a bit and finally getting back to our nice little German house. Long day but well worth the effort!
Bratislava was cool. Much rougher than Vienna...lots of graffiti and a bit more run down. It was interesting but I think the next few trips (Salzburg, Budapest, Italy) will be much longer and more eventful.Vienna is very nice. It’s a bit like Paris with the architecture and style but seems a little smaller and cleaner. Thus far I’ve been VERY impressed with the cleanliness and apparent safety of the city. Of course you can still do stupid stuff and get into a lot of trouble but frankly, if you’re smart, you’ll be ok.
After the entire group arrived I looked around and was a bit shocked. 4 guys, 27 girls. Talk about weird. It’s strange to think that guys are in that much of a minority. I’m no ladies man, but with that many females I think I may actually do all right in that department for the first time in my life. Hahahahahaha….. We have one guy in our group who is rapidly becoming the ladies’ favorite (Ty) but I imagine as soon as they all settle down and stop fighting over him like a bunch of starving animals on the Serengeti us other guys will start looking better and better. Other than Ty the big suave guy there is Andrew the hyperactive film freak and David the tall quiet dude. As I told the other guys, we each get 7 girls so no one get greedy. That should be plenty.
After we arrived we went on a little walk aroud the city to keep all of the plane folks awake until nighttime (to combat jetlag) and got some dessert. My first taste of Vienna was an apple strudel. Definitely impressive. I’m going to like this town. The girls, of course, are all freaking out about the gelato, but let’s face it: you don’t come to Vienna for ice cream. Baked treats, my friends. Baked treats.
We stopped by Stefansdom, the large cathedral in the middle of Wien and looked around for abit and proceeded on to Peter’s something-or-other, another church. We arrived at 3:00 which happened to be the exact time they were starting an organ concert, which sounded very good. Sadly the group left after one piece and I had no choice but to follow. Blasted. I am EXTREMELY excited about the music in this town. Everybody talks about the upcoming concerts, there are ticket vendors for operas and ballets on every corner; basically these people are freaks for classical and that’s awesome. Mozart is basically the city’s patron saint at this point. Between that and the food I feel like I’ve finally found a town slightly more suited to my interests. Now if only I could find a well-populated basketball court…
We grabbed little luggage and headed to our hotel, the pension baronesse. Nice place. All the amenities. All four of the guys stayed in the same room with our own bathroom and that worked out well. Andrew and I hopped into the shower immediately, as an unfortunate side effect of out three day night train and Switzerland experience was no showers for 72 hours. Lots of interesting odors. The shower water was actually brown and filmy as it drained. Not a pretty site. I also shaved for the first time in weeks. That took a while…
The AAIE took us out to dinner to a very nice Italian place with quite authentic food. I got a Bella Napoli pizza which basically was a crust with tomato sauce baked and then they throw on fresh cherry tomatoes, some kind of light spinach, spices, chunks of buffalo mozzarella and cured ham. The whole thing was beautiful and tasted even better. One of the best meals I’ve had to date. (That’s saying quite a bit, mind you) After dinner we returned to the hotel, played around on the internet and eventually crashed into our beds.
This morning we woke at about 8ish, dressed, and headed down for a continental breakfast provided by the hotel in the basement. The breakfast was significantly better than expected. There were several kinds of juices, breads, jams, cheeses, meats, fancy cereals, toast, hot chocolate, fruit….on and on. I ate a ton (for the first time ever in Europe. In fact, this was probably the first time I’d had two decently large meals in a row in my entire trip)
We left for the institute and sat around there for a few hours listening to orientation stuff. Pretty boring, really, but important information was mixed in and it was worthwhile to wade through all the easy garbage to get the crucial info for our stay here. One of the directors of the program took us on a practical tour of the area, showing us grocery stores and post offices and the like followed by a stop for lunch at the local market, Kunsmarkt. There we sampled some eastern cuisine (a sort of gyro style falafel sandwich). We returned to the institute like a herd of cattle and sat through more boring orientation information before going upstairs to meet our families. David Scoville and I are staying with a woman named Hedy Drapal in the 17th bizirk. She is a widow of a philharmonic clarinet soloist who lives by herself. Very nice lady, probably in her 70s. We had a tour of the house, talked about the house rules and she left us to unpack. Had a good dinner of schnitzel and talked (half in broken English and half in bad german) for an hour or so. We gave her the gifts we’d brought and headed to the third floor which is sort of our domain. That’s where I am now, sitting here at 8:40 and wondering what on earth I’ll do with myself tonight. I’m not entirely used to going to bed before midnight.