What are we but our stories?
Germany, anno 1888. The world was a completely different one, driven by horsepower and the sound of horseshoes. Carriages and horse taxis filled the streets- with noises and smell. With the growth of cities and the number of carriages a new crisis arose- the horse shit crisis. That’s right. Had it not been for the invention of the car, every street in London would have been buried under three meters of horse shit according to the Times’ forecast for 1940. What many don’t know: We owe the fact that cars have prevailed largely to a woman, Bertha Benz.
It was one of those days: gray, stressful and me not inspired at all, even though I still had a lot of creative work to do. There was no better time to take a break and walk, through the light-flooded rooms of the Upper Belvedere in Vienna. A short excursion to one of the most beautiful cultural treasures in Vienna. And one of my favorite places to recharge.
The Weltmuseum Wien is currently offering a new format, in which visitors are guided through scenes of migration in a mixture of performance, dialogue and museum visit. A review of an evening walk between stories, teapots and the dragon tattoo of Archduke Franz Ferdinand.
Insider tip for you: The Justice Palace in Vienna. Read more about one of the most beautiful places in Vienna, which is still undiscovered by tourists. The entry is free. The history of the building exciting. And the view from the café on the roof a dream.