Travel

Since I studied abroad for three months in Vienna, Austria when I was in college, you’d expect that I’d know a lot about it.  Not really. In fact, after being there for that length of time, I thought of a lot more questions than I found answers. For example, why do Austrians pretend to be Hitler’s first victims during the Holocaust when they so enthusiastically welcomed him to their grandest city?  Why do they live so far in the past that they recreate identical models of buildings bombed during World War II, but also produce some of the most innovative—and darkest--art found anywhere in the world?  Why do they love classical music so much but let god-awful, breeches-wearing Mozart replicas run around the city luring unknowing tourists to third-rate concerts?