Photo (c) Elena Azzalini Photography
We were in the mood for autumn and our wish was to visit a park to see and take pictures of the falling leaves that have yellow, red, and gold colors.
But, as usual, we didn’t know to which park we should go. After a long discussion, we headed to Türkenschanzpark (difficult to say that word) influenced by the opinion of a friend of mine (who by the way makes her way to India today…..so jealous…safe travels I wish to her) told me that she finds Türkenschanzpark in Vienna more beautiful than Schönbrunn gardens. Really? What do you think?
Unfortunately we arrived a bit late and it started getting dark, but I promise I’ll go back soon and take more pictures.
“Autumn is the hardest season. The leaves are all falling, and they’re falling like they’re falling in love with the ground.” ― Andrea Gibson
One of the things that I enjoy on this blog –except for choosing a title for each blog post – is picking photos on Instagram and making a photo collage. I find it so challenging and exciting because you gather them all together and you don’t know how they are going to look like or if at the end they will match together. I think that colors should match somehow and give you the impression that it is one big photo cropped into small pieces. I don’t know how I can explain it better in words, I hope you like the result.
«The more pictures you see, the better you are as a photographer». —Robert Mapplethorpe
Bon Appétit at Café Français in Wahringer Strasse 6-8, Vienna 1090
Have you ever wondered where we can eat à la parisienne in Vienna? Have you ever visited the Cafe Francais in the 9th district? I opted for the breakfast Vanessa Paradis (no idea why they gave the name of a French singer to this breakfast – Vanessa Paradis) and I had to wait about 30 minutes for my soufflé au chocolat to reach my table but in the meantime my friend Nikola served me a fresh orange juice to make my wait less torturous. All very tasty. Next time I will go for the club sandwich or the fried potatoes. Potatoes at Café Français in Vienna will be served in a very different way, in a vase made of glass like if they were flowers.
It is closed on Sundays and public holidays and it is recommended to make a reservation.
I am gonna reveal a secret right now, did you know that if I weren’t in Vienna, I would be in Paris? Big dream of mine.
Have you ever been to London, Istanbul, or New York without eating a cheeseburger and fried potatoes with cheddar cheese on it from Shake Shack? Ha! I think you don’t know what you are missing dear! I never ever eat any kind of burgers somewhere else. But every time I visit one of these cities, a visit to Shake Shack is a must. Unfortunately, or maybe even fortunately (for my pocket and my body shape), you don’t find them in Vienna.
How did I become a victim of Shake Shack? They are delicious. On my last visit to London, I was going for my favourite cheeseburger everyday. The lady behind the cash machine asked: you came yesterday, right? I nod my head in the affirmative and then she said: See you tomorrow!
Oh, oh! Someone becomes addicted to Shake Shack, I am afraid..♥