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Vienna => home => Cambridge => home => Hamburg => home => Norfolk => home
Not a lot of Humuhumu as she's been away for substantial portions of this month. We'd all like a little rest from travel, I think, but it's not happening until mid-June.
Vienna => home => Cambridge => home => Hamburg => home => Norfolk => home
Not a lot of Humuhumu as she's been away for substantial portions of this month. We'd all like a little rest from travel, I think, but it's not happening until mid-June.
I rather missed the boat on this one, apologies for its lateness. In my defence, we've mostly not been in the UK for the past two weeks.
April starts off quite domestic with lots of cat clips, and finishes in central Europe with lots of adventure clips. We travelled from [home] to Vienna, Austria via nine different trains, one of which morphed into a German rail replacement bus services which turned out to be terribly civilised.
In the morning, we walked over to the Hofburg palace, which houses the Spanische Hofreitschule, or Spanish Riding School, where the Lippizaner stallions perform. Granny wanted to watch the morning exercises, which are much cheaper to view than the full performances, although you cannot book seats.
We were amongst the first in the queue and so we ended up getting very fine seats on the lower balcony. I was impressed that Keiki and Humuhumu maintained interest in the exercises for a full hour. Each set of horses practised only for half an hour, to avoid straining them. A little film was shown about the birth and development of the horses as they took their turns around the sandy floor. Keiki was fascinated by that, particularly the way the horses changed colour. Humuhumu got out her drawing pad and pens from her Rainbow Dash rucksack and did some drawings, which I later realised were based on the architectural flourishes inside the building.
If you’re wondering why there are no photos, it’s because all photography and filming within the building is forbidden.
The grandparents wanted to stay and watch another round of exercises, so I took the children to the cafe to wait for them.
( +4 )
After lunch and a rest, the children and I went out again to take a long tram ride over to the Kunst Haus Wien, one of Hundertwasser’s buildings, and a fine gallery. I have seen a couple of outstanding exhibitions there, one of H.R. Giger and the other of street photography pioneer Saul Leiter. The exhibition at the moment is the work of Finnish photographer Elina Brotherus.
( Kunst Haus Wien )
We took the tram home again, satisfied with the day’s adventures.
Once the bloke had returned from the conference, we ventured out into the night in search of a quiet drink.
The grounds of the Hofburg were exceptionally attractive by night, and also oddly deserted.
( +2 )
We were amongst the first in the queue and so we ended up getting very fine seats on the lower balcony. I was impressed that Keiki and Humuhumu maintained interest in the exercises for a full hour. Each set of horses practised only for half an hour, to avoid straining them. A little film was shown about the birth and development of the horses as they took their turns around the sandy floor. Keiki was fascinated by that, particularly the way the horses changed colour. Humuhumu got out her drawing pad and pens from her Rainbow Dash rucksack and did some drawings, which I later realised were based on the architectural flourishes inside the building.
If you’re wondering why there are no photos, it’s because all photography and filming within the building is forbidden.
The grandparents wanted to stay and watch another round of exercises, so I took the children to the cafe to wait for them.
( +4 )
After lunch and a rest, the children and I went out again to take a long tram ride over to the Kunst Haus Wien, one of Hundertwasser’s buildings, and a fine gallery. I have seen a couple of outstanding exhibitions there, one of H.R. Giger and the other of street photography pioneer Saul Leiter. The exhibition at the moment is the work of Finnish photographer Elina Brotherus.
( Kunst Haus Wien )
We took the tram home again, satisfied with the day’s adventures.
Once the bloke had returned from the conference, we ventured out into the night in search of a quiet drink.
The grounds of the Hofburg were exceptionally attractive by night, and also oddly deserted.
( +2 )
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Day 113/365: Vienna: Day 2 baby monkey + Day 3
I forgot to post the baby monkey from the Tiergarten yesterday. What an oversight! Here is the baby monkey.
Clinging to Mummy’s fur while she strips leaves from a branch.
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We got going slowly on our third day in Vienna. Everyone was still pretty tired after spending all of the previous day walking around outside in the sun.
Humuhumu used the wooden shape kit in the childrens’ room to create this flower.
Keiki added the finishing touches - “more green”, as usual.
After getting dressed, we embarked on our tram stop tour of Viennese parks. A selection of photos from our favourites is below the cut.
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I forgot to post the baby monkey from the Tiergarten yesterday. What an oversight! Here is the baby monkey.
Clinging to Mummy’s fur while she strips leaves from a branch.
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We got going slowly on our third day in Vienna. Everyone was still pretty tired after spending all of the previous day walking around outside in the sun.
Humuhumu used the wooden shape kit in the childrens’ room to create this flower.
Keiki added the finishing touches - “more green”, as usual.
After getting dressed, we embarked on our tram stop tour of Viennese parks. A selection of photos from our favourites is below the cut.
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Humuhumu colours in a castle in her colouring book. Keiki looks through his green 'noculars at his toys on the table (green dinosaur & tentacle). The Schoenbrunn Palace, summer residence of the Hapsburgs, is in the background.
We spent our second full day in Vienna in the grounds of the Schoenbrunn palace and the Tiergarten (Zoo). Our first stop after disembarking from the U-Bahn at the Schoenbrunn station was the cafe, to refuel with coffee and cake.
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View of the Rathaus (City Hall) from the windows of our Viennese flat.
On our first full day in Vienna, I put the telephoto lens on my dSLR and took a few shots out the windows of our flat.
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The first ice cream photo [Day 101] was taken on our walk back to the flat.
Later that afternoon, we had a walk through the Museumsquartier, where Keiki and Humuhumu said hello to the ducks outside the Leopold Museum, who remain blissfully ignorant of the sign which sternly reminds the public that animals are not allowed in the fountain.
Keiki and Humuhumu pull silly faces in front of the fountain. The Mumok (modern art museum) is in the background.
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Humuhumu to Keiki, at the Kunst Haus Wien cafe: "I can't hear you, I've got Mozartkugeln in my ears!"
Poll #19795 Mozartkugeln v. Manner wafers: Fight!
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Which is the superior stereotypical Viennese treat?
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Humuhumu and I pulling funny faces in one of the Museumsquartier passages with our hair flying around wildly in the wind. #glassesgang
Having successfully fed the family (grandparents included) and put them to bed (grandparents not included), I'm off now to the gasthaus to get myself some schnitzel and beer with my man. ♥
Keiki and Humuhumu on a bench eating ice creams with their grandparents. Who also have ice creams. It is difficult to tell who is most smug.
If you are sensing a strong ice-cream-based theme to these photos, you are not wrong. I'm afraid I have once again been out wandering the streets of Vienna once the children are asleep* and am thus posting whilst gently Aperol-infused. I'm really happy to have finally been for a drink** in the Museumsquartier on a warm spring evening. Hellooooo
* Many blessings upon all grandparents willing to babysit of an evening
** Possibly inaccurate use of the singular
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Humuhumu and Keiki eating their ice creams in front of Karlskirche.
I have discovered that one of the most successful ways to tour inner Vienna with small children is to ride the tram for 2-3 stops, get off when you see a park, find the playground (every park has one), spend half an hour there, hop back on the tram, and repeat. Finish the journey at Karlsplatz, which has one of the biggest playgrounds, and also an ice cream truck. Also, if you have a gregarious three-year-old, you will be endlessly entertained by the narration of the view from the tram. "Crane! Green car! Yellow bus! Pigeons! The tram is stopping again, Mummy."* I should have recorded it and submitted it to be an option for the ring tram tour.
* "Why are we on the tram, Mummy?"
"Keiki, you spent the last ten minutes begging me to get on the tram."
"Oh!"
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