Kooooonst!

Today was all about art. I dumped my bag at the train station and started in the Belvedere. There were these fabulous character heads, though I forgot the artist. I can't imagine modeling for this guy. The expressions were all so extreme, with bulging platysmal folds and scrunched eyebrows and noses. I enjoyed Max Oppenheimer's works, though I got a little sick of Klimt by the end of the exhibit. His Kiss is there, though, so I could see what all the fuss is about. It's difficult to tell, sometimes, when you're looking at a picture. Happily, they also had a lot of Egon Schiele.

I spent the afternoon in the Kunsthistorisches Museum. Words cannot describe the wonders within. I need to come back to Vienna, pitch a tent in the museum, and not leave for at least a week.

And then maybe I'll see an opera and check out the Schönbrunn, the Hapsburg's larger estate. It's kind of like their version of Versailles and sounded like too much for me to take on. Oh, and the Wienerwald, and the wine gardens, and the sculpture at the Leopold Museum.... I've got to catch a train to Budapest now, so the rest of Vienna will have to wait until I return.