The air in this place is thick, saturated, as if the dust of time stands in the sky. The sun comes through in a haze of soft light; the buildings assume an ornate and translucent quality. And all day we walk around as if in a daze, the sky colored in such a vague enchanting way. The reality? Milan(o) has almost no pollution regulation. The miraculous, movie-quality effects that filter down and through the ancient city are, in truth, the thick particles of car exhaust, suburb factory smoke, and the visible bustle and hum of a city at large. It puts the quaint smog of Los Angeles to shame.
The magical qualities of this fashionista cultural hub continue in all ways. The language lilts like doves skirting in low lying trees—Italians being arguably the loudest and most friendly of all Europeans. The food wafts from corner to corner and as our feet walk towards the inevitably gorgeous Piazza della Scala, we must pause in the pure beauty of this Northern Italian city. Continue reading →
Europe holds some seriously amazing art. Lavishly displayed in churches, museums, and galleries, the art is arguably the most pertinent reason to be in Europe. Upon arriving in Vienna we decided this was place to check out something solid, something officially “art” worthy. This manifested in a museum, the Kunsthistorisches Museum (say that ten times fast), located along the inner-circle of the city, a historically key section of Vienna.
Conveniently located at the “Museaum Quartier” metro stop—Vienna is a very tourist friendly city—the Kunsthistorisches Museaum, literally the “Museum of Art History”, was picked out of a slew of amazing art sights. We wanted the excitement of witnessing a famous painting, akin to seeing a movie star; the rush of adrenaline that comes when you see that specific piece that changed the course of human art. Or something like that. We also wanted to see some renowned local (read Eastern European) work. Continue reading →