I Died and Went to Culture Heaven
How does one prepare for a trip to Vienna? The very name conjures up
a picture of old-world charm and genteel manners, where the locals enjoy
their coffee and cakes at open-air cafes, while the tourists flock to
the Opera House and the Spanish Riding School, before traipsing
through a score of museums and art galleries, each with its own
distinctive and stunning architecture. And the palaces! Oh,
the palaces! Each more lavish and sumptuous than the one before.
And all the while, classical music plays in the background, with
the spirit of Mozart hovering gently over one and all.
No, but really, how does one prepare for a trip to Culture Heaven?
Well, I decided that a crash course in German would not go amiss.
My husband, in particular, was adamant that he would not miss out on
the famed chocolate cake, not for want of a German word or two.
Accordingly, I went online and printed out a handful of useful
German phrases, having listened carefully to the correct pronunciation.
'Guten Tag!' I hailed my husband on the day before we were due to leave.
'Can you order a slice of chocolate cake in German?' he asked, anxiously.
'Ein Stück Schokoladentorte, bitte,' I replied.
My husband smiled. We were ready to go.
Our planned 9-hour direct flight from Toronto turned into a 22-hour
journey from hell when we got bumped off by Austrian Airlines.
So Toronto-London-Frankfurt-Vienna it was, and we arrived around
11pm on Friday night when we should have arrived 9am that morning.
We'd lost one day, but we were so exhausted we fell straight into bed
and woke up fighting fit the following morning. We left our hotel
(the perfectly-located NH Belvedere Hotel) and began to make up for
lost time.
After collecting our Vienna Cards (excellent for discounts to
museums/art galleries) from the nearest Tourist Info Centre,
we pored over the accompanying pamphlet listing all museums,
art galleries, palaces, and the usual tourist haunts, and planned
our itinerary accordingly.
The first place of note that we visited was the incomparable Belvedere
Palace, only a couple of minutes' walk from our hotel. Belvedere
(literally 'beautiful view' in Italian) was the summer residence
of Prince Eugene of Savoy. Known as 'The Sword of the Hapsburgs'
for his successes against the Turks, the prince was also a highly
knowledgeable patron of the arts.
Completed in 1725, Belvedere Palace
is one of the world's finest examples of Baroque architecture and houses
the Museum of Medieval Art as well as the Baroque Museum.
For anyone who's the slightest bit interested in mythology,
the Lower Belvedere is a treasure trove where you can play spot the
god/goddess in hundreds of classical paintings, sculptures and
ceiling frescoes. Modern works of art are also showcased in the
Upper Belvedere, including many representative paintings by the
famous and popular Austrian painter, Gustav Klimt. We were
very taken by Klimt's work. The image of his painting, 'The Kiss',
is omnipresent in Vienna and we bought several of these keepsakes.
We had tickets for the Gala Show at the Spanish Riding School the
following day. The tickets are expensive and dressage may not be
everyone's cup of tea, but it's a once-in-a-lifetime experience
and the venue is stunning. The majestic hall, with its Saeulengalerie
(Gallery of the Columns) and the Hofloge (Imperial Loggia), is adorned
with chandeliers, with the equestrian image of Emperor Charles VI gazing
down from the gallery. It was the venue for ceremonies and court
feasts from the 18th century onwards. The Lipizzaner stallions are,
of course, the stars of the show, and their performance is, to say
the least, impressive.
Nearby is Hofburg Palace (Kaiserappartements, Sisi Museum, Silberkammer)
with newly refurbished state and residential rooms used by Emperor
Franz Joseph and Empress Elisabeth. The new Sisi Museum gives insight
into the myth surrounding the fascinating Empress Elisabeth
(affectionately nicknamed Sisi).
Within the Museum Quarter can be found the Kunsthistorisches &
Naturhistorisches Museums (History of Fine Arts & Natural History
Museums). We only had time for one, and I chose the Museum of Fine
Arts. A sumptuous marble staircase adorns this museum, which houses
one of the world's ten greatest art collections. Masterpieces by Durer,
Rubens, Titian, Velazquez and Bruegel are on display, as well as
paintings by the Old Masters. There is even a large room devoted
entirely to the Italian school, and an Egyptian Collection in the
basement.
On our last day, we took the train to Schonbrunn, for no visit to
Vienna is complete without a visit to this summer palace. Rivalling
Versailles in majesty and opulence, Schonbrunn Palace is on the UNESCO
list of World Cultural Heritage Sites. Commissioned by Emperor
Leopold I as an imperial castle for hunting purposes, it was
Empress Maria Theresa who transformed it into the imperial summer
residence of the powerful and far-reaching Hapsburgs.
There is a choice of tours on offer, and we chose one that would allow
us to spend several hours (but not the entire day) within the palace
as well as out in the grounds. The audio guide provided us with a
good narrative of the life and times of Emperor Franz Joseph and his
family as we made our way through the royal apartments, galleries and
chambers. The park is massive, studded with gems like the
Zoo/Menagerie (dating from 1751), the Palm House, and the Desert
House, and takes time and energy to explore.
And what of the coffee and chocolate cake? We sampled both,
the latter (known locally as the Sacha torte) twice.
Food was aplenty in the streets and far from exorbitant.
We ate from kebab kiosks to cafeteria-style diners to open-air cafes.
If you approach the locals with a hearty 'Guten Tag!',
they turn out to be more friendly than they look.
My husband had an attack of hay fever, and we spent some time
searching for some medication, but a student with a good command
of English helped us out when the pharmacist could not.
A couple of times, on public transport, we had to rely on the
kindness of strangers, and though most Austrians outside of
the tourist trade really don't speak much English, they did
their best to help out. It is, of course, a great deal more polite
to begin with 'Guten Tag! Sprechen Sie Englisch?' rather than
assuming people speak your global language.
And what of the music? My husband had attended a concert in Vienna
on his last trip and he deemed it too much of a mish-mash tourist
trap, so we steered clear of the ticket touts. But we did enjoy
the talents of a street violinist and bought a copy of his CD.
Music was pervasive, but even more so was the image of Mozart who,
though born in Salzburg, always wanted to go to the big city of
Vienna.
He made it, and so did I.



