Ich bin ein Wiener

This is the church at Karlsplatz, about a hundred meters from where I live. Every evening at 1800 until the 24th of December, there is a light / music / dance show called "The Angel".

This is, in its own words:

Memorial to the honor of the soldiers of the Soviet Army that fell during the liberation of Austria from fascism April 1945.

The memorial has a quote from Uncle Joe that I unfortunately can't translate.

View from the hallway into my apartment at Mühlgasse 15.

The outer door opens into the kitchen.

Past the kitchen is the living room.

Living room (left).

Living room (left back).

Living room (right back).

Living room (right).

The door to the right in the living room leads to the bedroom.

The bedroom.

Just a few subway stops to the north of me is Schwedenplatz (Sweden-square).

Of course with a Schweden-Shop, although I could not for the life of me find anything particularly Swedish in there.

The Stephansdom is the center of Vienna.

With its huge 140-somthing meter tower it is - I think - the largest example of gothic architecture in Europe.

Inside the Stephansdom.

The candles.

The altar.

School children in their yellow hats.

I found this in a subway magazine under the "what is new and great in town":

We take care of your balls

The "No-scalpel-vasectomy" is quickly and easily done by our experienced urologists. The safest insurance for fun without consequences.

Well, I guess the ol' nazi sterilization programs had to go somewhere. (Besides it is only without consequences if you ignore STDs...)

The Spittelau Heating Plant, designed by Hundertwasser. I think it looks like a death camp furnace designed by Willy Wonka.

The Donaukanal by Spittelau.

Me, on the Donaupromenad, a walkway along the bridge from the south bank of the Danube to the elongated island in the middle of the Danube (Donauinsel), with the Danube in the background.

A picture from the Donauinsel toward Millennium City.