April 28th, 2014

me: wrong side of the mirror

The Belvedere


[The fountain at Schwartzenbergplatz, near "our" flat. It looks best at night, but I don't bring my camera out with me when I go hunting for beer.]

As mentioned in my previous post, we are nestled most comfortably in a high-ceilinged,100 m2 (that's 1000+ square feet) flat very near the Belvedere in Vienna. I'm presently typing at a tiny wooden desk of unknown vintage. Above me hangs a pencil sketch by Gustav Klimt. I'm fairly certain that it is not a reproduction. Outside we are surrounded by European embassies, the most flamboyant of which is the French - lots of gilt-covered statuary. The location and the scale of the place make it feel a bit like we're staying in Kensington, near my work. Not that I've ever stayed near my work, it being one of the most expensive pieces of real estate in London, and thus the globe. (No photos because I want to respect the privacy of the owners of this place.) On our first full day, we decided to pay a visit to the Belvedere while we waited for the grandparents to join us.

The weather didn't start off particularly pleasantly, but the rain stopped almost as soon as we arrived back at the flat and it hasn't started again since.

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After the grandparents arrived, we went for another turn around the Belvedere in the vastly improved weather, found some cake and coffee and then made an enormous dinner, thus rounding off a leisurely and delightful day.

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