“There are no foreign lands. It is the traveler only who is foreign.” – Robert Louis Stevenson
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Venezia, Italia
Monday, June 6, 2011
Supper in the Sky, Donauturm, Vienna, Austria
Donauturm, also known as the Danube Tower, is the tallest structure in Austria. Two high-speed elevators transport visitors to the observation deck where there is a revolving restaurant and a cafe. The elevator ride takes only a little over 30 seconds from the ground to the viewing deck.
I got a ticket to ride...
Beef gulasch for supper.
Yup, we were there until after the sunset.
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Walking Around, Karlsplatz, Vienna, Austria
A Wiener Eiskaffee (Viennese iced coffee) to start the day!
Karlskirche (St. Charles' Church), a baroque structure famous for its elongated ellipsoid dome and bas-relief columns. This design is the result of an architectural competition sponsored by Roman emperor Charles VI.
Karlskirche from afar. If you will notice, the columns look something like Trajan's column in Rome because they were really modeled after it.
Oesterreichische Nationalbibliothek (Austrian National Library)
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Coffee in all its Greeky Goodness - Donauinsel, Vienna, Austria
When you arrived, I didn't even notice you.
Just the container you were in.
I thought to myself, "niiice.. next time i'll try this with ice." (yeah, I rhyme in my head because I'm cool like that)
And when I remembered I had you to drink, I was caught in befuddlement on how to begin.
Do I pour sugar on you or are you already sweet?
Do I stir you with something? Do I mix you with milk?
Alas, a friend by my side, who didn't really like coffee, told me I had to pour you into the accompanying cup.
So I started rush you to your new home
Like a very dark brown mini waterfall
In chocolatey thickness the bittersweet aroma escaped.
I knew right there I was in for a treat
After draining and stirring, lift you up to my lip.
Then I took a sip.
O.o LASANG LUPA.
Monday, May 23, 2011
Sensational Transylvania - Budapest, Hungary
Chain Bridge
The House of Parliament
As a child, I liked reading about vampires. Not the sparkly, full-of-hair-putty types. The black and red Batman's distant relative types. Say, Dracula. Or Louis de Pointe du Lac. Or Lestat.
I would have picked up a replica of the handwritten notes of Bram Stoker's Dracula if I could understand what was written in it. Two days after, I'm still thinking about the labyrinth, the castles, the possibility of vampires becoming real.
The 'real' Dracula was born somewhere in Romania. But it was called Transylvania then, and Hungary was a part of it.
24-hour travel card for trains and buses. Very cheap for unlimited rides. (~U$7)
The steel balls on the wall of the Agriculture Building marking the "gunshots" fired by Soviet snipers at kids during the revolution in 1956.
Metal shoes on the embankment of the Danube River that commemorates the Hungarian Jewish victims.
A lion's head at the end of the Chain Bridge. This is the first bridge built in Budapest.
We were there in time for the Foie Gras festival. That rolled bread is a traditional Transylvanian pastry.
The fountain of Mathias. This fountain drips with wine instead of water.
St. Stephen's Cathedral right on the next street from our lodging. It has a beautiful exterior....
...and the interior is equally stunning!
The Millenium Monument
Statue of Anonymous.
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