"The Hundertwasserhaus features undulating floors ("an uneven floor is a divine melody to the feet"), a roof covered with earth and grass, and large trees growing from inside the rooms, with limbs extending from windows. Hundertwasser took no payment for the design of the house, declaring that it was worth it, to prevent something ugly from going up in its place.Afterwards, Molly and I headed to the Prater Amusement Park for a change of pace. Not sure where Mom and Dad went.
Within the house there are 52 apartments, four offices, 16 private terraces and three communal terraces, and a total of 250 trees and bushes. The Hundertwasser House is one of Vienna's most visited buildings and has become part of Austria's cultural heritage."
possibly to get some Red Bull?
I would not, could not ride this cute ferris wheel (the carts sway in the wind as it goes (terrifying) and they are small!) Molly was shocked my heights phobia has grown so fierce. I was even scared of a simulated flight ride...in a theater. yikes.
Just looking at these things made my feet feel funny. Is that normal with a fear of heights? Seriously, this just developed in the past 3 years. Art has to comfort me during turbulent flights...tears usually start aflowin'.
Swings as tall up as a skyscraper swinging in a barfulent circle. NEVER.
I'll give this 'sh*t-on-a-stick' a big hell na.
The ride we took, that, at first, seemed like a baby rollercoaster (and pretty much is). It scared the dickens out of me. It looks like your cart is going to roll off the side when you do those stupid turns, of which there are like 6, and you feel your crusty cart tipping when you do. I would shift my body weight while turning, like that would keep us from flying off. Molly was laughing the entire time I was shaking with fear and trying to keep my purse in for dear life.
Poor Molly (whatever, I was her personal photog) just wished she had known of my irrational fears before we embarked upon our journey out to Prater Amusement Park. Thing is, I didn't really realize what had become of me. I haven't been to an amusement park in years. I used to ride everything and LOVE it (The Looping Starship at Astroworld always freaked me out though.)
We stopped by the Rathaus. The summer film festival was still going on.
We got ourselves a tomato, basil, mozzarella crepe fresh off the grill. Genius idea and cute booth to boot!
Don't you dare put that Nutella on my wondey crepe.
Feeling (and looking) the typical crust sensation after a day at an amusement park. Found a delightful home store to ease my pain. Prices caused pain to return.
Then one last dinner just the four of us. :(
We found a delicious outdoor Italian place.
Ich und meine Mutter.
Vater und dat Mädchen.
We ditched those 'rents and went to have a drink and read some German tabloids.
"Sie suchen nach Liebe" - "Liv Tyler is lookin' for love"...possibly in all the wrong places.
Before retiring in our hairball headboard hotel bed.
Gute Nacht, Wien!