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Belvedere
During spring break 1988, I went with other students and parents and my German teacher to four German-speaking countries: Austria, West Germany, Switzerland, and Liechtenstein. The following is part of a series of travel journal excerpts.
[Belvedere includes several Baroque buildings. It’s one of the oldest museums in the world and a World Heritage Sight. Either I didn’t know this when we visited, or I forgot and neglected to write it in my travel journal. Although I kept a travel journal, I didn’t write that much down about it, but I wouldn’t be a bit surprised if our tour guide, Heinz, told us a lot more than what I wrote. It was a ten-day whirlwind tour, and we didn’t go inside Belvedere — it would surely have made more of an impression if we’d gone inside, especially since it includes a major art museum. We only briefly visited. I believe the palace we visited was Upper Belvedere.]
While we visited the outer vicinity of Belvedere (a… ah… pretty big house) I, among other people, was already footsore. However, I did take some pictures though perhaps not as many as I would have on less achy feet. I had to remind myself: the scenery is worth enduring sore feet.
When we were in the back (somehow “yard” seems like a funny word under the circumstances) [garden, actually] overlooking the French garden, we saw much of Vienna from above, for we were a trifle high up, and beyond…