Off we went today to walk through the Hofburg, courtesy of Anna Grace’s awesome guide book.  The Minoritenkirche greeted us when we came up from Herrengasse station.  The church was established in 1224, and was restored in part following the Turkish siege. Hence the design.

 Graceful columned arches on the outside.

 But nothing compared to the arches on the inside.

This is Raffaelli’s mosaic of the Last Supper, commissioned by Napoleon and then purchased by the Hapsburgs at the Waterloo Tag Sale (Just kidding. About the tag sale part.) We’ll just have to go to Milan to compare it with Da Vinci’s.

 Faded Austrian Coats of Arms along the walls.

Outside Minoritenkirche is a fountain lacking mermaids, gods and goddesses, or nobility. A rare sight in Vienna.

 Angry god on a fountain at Michaelerplatz. Phew. Now we’re back on track.

 Michaelerkirche. The former parish church of the court.

The entrance to the church for the nobility. Commoners entered from doors on the left (women) and right (men).

 The seated evangelists: Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John.

 Across Michaelerplatz is Hofburg: part palace, part castle, and entirely grandiose.

 It is not possible to walk directly from Michaelerkirche to Hofburg due to the Roman ruins on display.

Once through the grand arch, we chose to skip the long, long line to enter the Imperial Apartments. As much as we wanted to see Sisi’s recipes and learn how she took care of her long hair, we’ll wait until off-season.

In the inner courtyard are two mighty lions guarding the drawbridge over the moat, with their tongues sticking out! Most definitely not Imperial graciousness!

 Once upon a time the Swiss guarded the gate.

They still do at the Vatican.
Our attention spans diverted us through Josefsplatz, past the National Library, and into the Volksgarten…

…where we spied a Greek Temple…

…with more columns, of course…

…a naked man at the entrance…

…and glittering gold confetti leading us inside.

Oh, my.  Dare we enter?

The temple was empty save for the floor, covered in more of the gold confetti.  Modern art in an “ancient” temple!  The exhibit was stated to represent the “ambivalence of life.”

Looks like low tide on a Brewster, Cape Cod beach to me.
Anna Grace experimented with the principle of, “What goes up, must come down,” and the docent in the room didn’t even bat an eye!
And that is where today’s tale ends. Except for finding the gold confetti in our hair and shoes when we arrived home.