This weekend I went to Vienna to see some TA friends and
take part in a really cool cultural event called Lange Nacht der Museen (long
night of museums). Basically for one 11 Euro ticket you can get into any museum
in the whole city, and they’re all open late, until 1 AM. The tickets also get
you free rides on all public transportation within the city, including special
night lines and shuttles to more remote museums. What a genius idea!! Three
other TAs and I started off the night with dinner right in the city center
(complete with a glass of Sturm, which is a special wine you can only get at
this time of year and it is beyond delicious and I am so sad “Sturmzeit” is
almost over). We then proceeded to Museum 1 for the night: Kuenstlerhaus, a modern
art museum housed in a gorgeous old building. There was only one exhibit,
called “Megacool 4.0,” which was a collection of photographs and visual-media
pieces from at least 40 different artists, all portraying the youth of Europe.
It was interesting, but mostly strange, and not the cool kind of strange, just
the weird kind of strange. There was one room with glass bubbles filled with
bizarre artifacts hanging from the ceiling at around the height of my head, and
it just made me feel really anxious. We didn’t stay there long.
Gorgeous Stadtpark we walked through before dinner |
After getting the classy, cultural stuff out of the way, we
embraced our inner child and continued onto the Chocolate Museum, which sits far
on the outskirts of the city. When we arrived there was a line out the door and
around the corner. You would have thought there was a club opening or something. We were most definitely
the oldest people there who were not parents, but the visit was WELL worth it.
As soon as we entered, we got a free sample of truffles from a lady wearing a chocolate box as a hat, then followed the line
through the “how to make chocolate” exhibit into a room with the world’s
longest chestnut-chocolate candy. We got to have a sample piece of this too, and
the lady giving out samples must have really liked us because she kept giving
us more and more. It was awesome. There was also “chocolate art” on the walls,
where people had painted with chocolate, information about chocolate
specialties in Austria, a video about how Heindl (the Austrian chocolate
company that runs the museum) makes their various types of chocolate, and lots
of fun interactive exhibits. At the end there were still more samples, and one
of those cut-out-head picture stations that I absolutely love of Emperor Franz
Josef and his wife Sisi (the most beloved Austrian symbol). All in all, an
awesome museum to visit, even if it was entirely Heindl propaganda. [Effective propaganda, I must admit. I now crave anything and everything Heindl]
Any museum that gives me chocolate upon my entrance is a winner in my book |
That's one long piece of candy |
Our final stop of the night (sadly there was just too much to see and not enough hours in the night!) was the Foltermuseum. Yes, german speakers, your eyes are not deceiving you. This museum was about the history of torture. As if the topic alone wasn’t creepy enough, this museum was situated in an underground bunker from World War 2. Imagine descending stars into an underground torture museum at midnight—yeah. The museum itself was not set up very well, but it was super interesting. There were dioramas/mannequins demonstrating how these torture devices looked and worked, dating from the middle ages to the 1800s. There was also an addition to the exhibit about modern-day torture methods put on by Amnesty International, but by the time we got to that we had had enough. It was definitely an worth-while visit, especially because I would not have gone there randomly on my own.
By the time we were done with torture, it was almost 1 AM,
which meant most museums were closing, and we were super exhausted, so we just
headed home to one TA’s apartment, where we all spent the night. It was
fun to finally see Vienna at night, though, and now that I have a comprehensive
list of all the museums in the city, I’m excited to explore a lot more, at much
more reasonable hours of the day, of course.
the second story just made me think:
ReplyDeleteMy nana takes her wig off when she gets drunk.
Your nana and I have that in common...
I'm kidding. Sometimes older people make jokes too.
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