I didn’t have a real Christmas tree when I was a student, living in a small dorm room in Vienna. But I did have a view towards the giant Christmas tree lights on this building on the Danube Channel and that was enough.
Ah, tourists. Aren’t they the worse? They walk slowly, drive up the prices, gather in front of beautiful buildings like pigeons around a piece of bread. They form long lines and are somehow always confused about which direction they are going. You always wait patiently in line to take a picture of something and just when your turn is coming up a kid runs out and starts posing for a hundred photos. Then it forgets it’s being photographed and starts jumping around so that no one can take a picture without this kid on it for the next twenty minutes. The worst thing about being a tourist is other tourists. But in the end you know you can’t blame them. Especially not when you are one of them.
There isn’t a lot of white in my life. I don’t wear white clothes and if my shoes have anything white on them it’s gone in about a week, stifled by the dirt and dust of city life. But every now and then I see a building and it’s so perfectly white despite its surroundings. It seems futuristic. It’s too nice for the world we live in now, but some day, in some utopian future, maybe everything will be this sleek and clean.
Sometimes in Vienna you don’t even have to go out to find beautiful places, you just have to look out the window. I took these pictures from the window of my dorm 8 years ago. I was not going out often during the year I spent at the dorm, except for the occasional lecture or for work. It didn’t bother me though, because the view from the window was so nice that I wasn’t feeling closed off. The dorm doesn’t exist any more. They turned it into a hotel with a rooftop bar that I visit sometimes. Every time I am there I remember living in the small double room on the third floor, sitting at my desk with a cup of coffee, listening to music and looking out the window. It was very … peaceful.