The last of 2017. And a spectacular start to the new year.
The Vienna skyline on New Year’s Eve resembles a shock and awe campaign; the normally reserved Viennese start their pyrotechnic madness in the early afternoon and by midnight the air is pungent with smoke, and the city filled with drunken revelers leaving their calling cards everywhere.
Türkenschanzpark is a jewel not only for those of us living nearby, but for the many families we see disembarking from the buses on pleasant weather weekends. The park sits on 150.000 square meters of historical import and offers recreation options for everyone.
Sadly, in recent weeks there has been an uptick of a disturbing type of “recreation.” It is now a given that we will come upon scenes like this during our Saturday and Sunday morning walks with Clayton Theodore. This litter pile was 38 steps from a trash bin. I counted. Lazy, inebriated, stupid, or all-of-the-above ninnyhammers routinely create this depressing sight in a city that prides itself on cleanliness.