Dear Granny,
I dream of you often, but I have no way to tell you. Now I’m the same age I remember you to be.
The untimely bourne grand daughter… you could have hated me, insted you taught me to love and how to be
selfless, to hurry home where it’s nice. It’s like I’ve watched from the side as
you put me to sleep and nit me a woolen vest. Some evenings you used to peel apples with grandpa
and, to this day, I can’t paint a love more human and real- with no fake promisses.
Vienna belongs to Beethoven, not only to Mozart
Goodbye and love each other, wrote in his will, the genius composer, deaf, suffering and lonely
Milena Dimitrova,
Vienna
Young men dressed as Louis XIV – with wigs, tailcoats, colorful socks and shoes with buckles intercept you at the center of Vienna and do not leave you alone until you buy a ticket for a concert of works by Mozart. And the orchestra is dressed as if from two centuries ago, but against 30 more euro they will serve you a tourist dinner in the same classic style.
Although Mozart is born in Salzburg, Vienna occupied his music. Chocolates and liqueur with the image of the virtuoso bombard you everywhere and you can not help but try them as there is no way not to connect Vienna with music. Because of the waltzes by Johann Strauss, and especially because of Mozart. Even the pharmacy “Golden Apple” where Salieri had bought the poison for the young composer is still open.
Vienna, however, keeps the heritage of an other geniuss of classical music – Ludwig van Beethoven. Three periods of his work happened in Vienna.
First, the father sent his gifted son “to study with Mozart” in Vienna. Historians claim that Beethoven and Mozart met, but the author of “The Magic Flute” had no time for lessons. Beethoven more often communicated with Joseph Haydn, and even with Salieri in Vienna.
Here Beethoven wrote “Eurika.”
Alberta
I rarely exaggerate, but Canada, and especially its western province of Alberta, impressed me to the point, at which compliments sound banal. Yes, I was younger so to say, I emigrated there. Actually, I feel young enough, and found, that there is no exaggeration in the ad that the Canadian Rockies are one of the most beautiful places on Earth. I understood why the 7600 residents of Banff (for me it is like Monte Carlo or Karlovy Vary in North America) calmly welcome three million visitors a year, why the Queen of England comes to rest in Jasper and why some biographers believe here was the last place where Marilyn Monroe felt really happy. A minor detail of the landscape is that Michael Douglas, Catherine Zeta-Jones with their two children, even Robin Williams, Alec Baldwin, Brooke Shields, Brad Pitt and dozens of Hollywood celebrities come skiing namely here.