Thursday night in the city. Downtown. Cold. Dark. Late. You go through the central avenues and neighborhoods but there is almost nothing going on. Where are all the people? Do they stay home? Did they sleep already?
You go through the city and there is nothing going on, until you reach the town hall. This golden magically beautiful building, so beautiful that it makes you believe “this is not real”.
Each year the Viennese Ice Dream takes the place of the Christmas markets in front of the town hall. Some food stands remain though, waiting the ice skaters with hot punch and other delicacies.
Do you know how to ice skate? I don’t! You see, I come from a country where we learn how to swim and we are not that familiar with ice and snow. Once I tried and it was fun. The cheerful music in the Rathausplatz invites me to do it again.