Today, as many days do, started out at the Hernals transit station by our house - the mission was to pick up the 38A to the top of the Kahlenberg. We've already been there this trip, but didn't see everything we wanted to, so... Turns out that we caught the bus at exactly the wrong time. We rode up on a bus that was SO HOT and PACKED with people coming home from work, etc. Man, we were lucky to get seats! We're used to seeing lots of standing people on buses and trains (and BEing standing people). But this was a whole new level of sardine-packing. Plus, it was about 170 degrees! Anyway, I'm sure we built a lot of character :)
At the top of Kahlenberg, there's a cool lookout with a swanky restaurant - we spent some time at the overlook, but have been a little disappointed with the view of Vienna from up high. There seems to be a LOT of haze in the air, not sure if it's the hot weather, pollution, or both? But even so, quite a beautiful place and we started to head down the mountain.
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Amy at the top! |
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My sweeties enhancing the view of Vienna. |
At that point, we noticed a wedding about to take place - I found the juxtaposition of the bride in total white, along with a cigarette to be really interesting. I quickly snapped a pic, and then she noticed and actually waved for me. Unfortunately, the waving picture completely bombed - had to delete it.
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That's a lot of crinoline right there. |
Another thing that was a little jarring was hearing English spoken at the restaurant - not by the waiters as prompted by "sprechen sie Englisch?", but a couple business people on a visit. Wow - didn't expect that.
After wandering around up there a bit (we noticed a climbing / high-ropes / zip-line park - another day soon!) we started on the walk down the mountain. Lots of vineyards, a lot of really cool houses (some with security razor wire, laser boundary scanners, what appeared to be armored walls/gates with a gap between them, etc. Conspicuous levels of security, hmmmm.
But before we hit most of the vineyards and conspicuously secure houses, we happened upon a
zombie nest unattended cemetery. Here's the sign at the iron gate:
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Translation: Enter at your own risk, also please don't feed the zombies. |
This place was exceptionally cool, but also gave me a healthy case of the willies. You had to climb a little staircase and then push open these big iron gates. It was parallel, but not entirely visible to the road down the mountain. And no quick way to get out - you had to backtrack to the main gate. Ella was brave and joined me in there for a couple minutes before she got too creeped out and abandoned me for the safety and comfort of Amy and Maya (who was so genuinely freaked out by now she was pleading with her not to go inside)
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The gate. |
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Seriously, why is this crypt cover moved over a little bit? |
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Near the end of the property, and all alone by this point, I opted NOT to go in. |
So, by the end of my visit ("nice place to visit, but wouldn't want to
live there, IYKWIM" :) I had the hair on the back of my neck at full attention. Cemeteries don't really freak me out, but I was happy to be on my way.
Walking down the road a bit, we had ample opportunities for great scenery.
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Is nice to own vineyards, yes? |
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Grinzing and Nussdorf, two of our favorite places! |
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You can't see it, but this is actually pretty steep... |
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Wine, before it acquires super-powers. |
On the way down, we noticed this sign in a few places:
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Translation: the Kite-Eating tree doesn't just eat kites. |
After walking through most of Grinzing and Nussdorf, we settled on a really homey heuriger (that a lot of the locals were headed to). Great stuff there, including what you see below!
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Saurkraut! |
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Yes, this was delicious. |
After dinner, we passed by a gym. Like a real gym, with people working the heavy bag inside, pad work, some ground-fighting, etc. We lingered outside the door for a while, and one of the dudes came out and asked us if we had any questions. We were just telling him that we train a lot at home, and so far it's been pretty rare to see a gym like that in Vienna. He said something really deep like "Nah, it's good - the whole world is training" I was tempted to go back and see what I could learn with them, but alas, it never happened.
As you can tell from my astute and nuanced translations above, my German is coming along quite nicely, thank you very much.
Tomorrow: Belvedere!