There’s something magical about a city at dusk, especially a city halfway around the world.
Like fireflies blinking with the excitement of nightfall just a breath away, Jimmy and I, along with two friends, took to the streets of Linz, Austria for a stroll. Seeped in history and her unique blend of old and new, the magic of the moment was both colorful and ephemeral, our
delight in simply savoring the sights and sounds of Austria’s third largest city memorable.
Like fireflies blinking with the excitement of nightfall just a breath away, Jimmy and I, along with two friends, took to the streets of Linz, Austria for a stroll. Seeped in history and her unique blend of old and new, the magic of the moment was both colorful and ephemeral, our
delight in simply savoring the sights and sounds of Austria’s third largest city memorable.
Life appears a bed of roses (okay, flowers) based on Linz Main Square. Trinity Column tops it all.
The Lentos Art Museum, a monolith of bright lights heralding Linz’s faith in the new millennium since 2003 seemed a fish out of the blue Danube waters nearby, juxtaposed as it was so close to the 14th century in which the Main Square of Linz has reigned for thousands and thousands of years.
Linz's Lentos Museum of Modern Art is as purple as she is passionate about her cultural contributions.
Poised between heartbeats, the next wave of energy to breath life into this industrial, economic and commercial hub of 200,000 people was patiently waiting for the sun to fade and the sky to turn to indigo blue.
It was easy to see why Linz is an economically vibrant and busy industrial city.
We observed electric trams and trolley buses sharing quiet passage with the pedestrians lining the cobblestoned streets of Altstadt (Old Town), the picture of tranquility a true rendition of this relic of the Roman Empire.
The future rides straight through Linz's past via these sleek trains.
Just beyond the Main Square, we spotted the twin towers of the Church of St. Michael and St. Ursula. Once a former nunnery built between 1736 and 1772, it was abandoned by the ursuline sisters in 1968 and purchased by the Upper Austrian State in 1973. Today it’s a cultural center lending credence to Linz’s distinction as the European Capital of Culture in 2009.
All railroads obviously lead to Linz's twin towers.
This Baroque beauty's charms were not resticted to her two best features.
We let curiosity be our guide, opting for the tallest landmarks to set our course;
And your point is . . . ? 135 meters tall.
serendipity carried us down quiet narrow streets that would suddenly intersect
There were no dark alleys in Linz - only labyrinths of intrigue.
busy avenues charged with electricity feeding the diversity of people and culture unique to Linz.
Linz's Provincial Government State House keeps an eye on her subjects.
We strolled past store fronts filled with relics from the past one moment, the next
One person's trash is another's treasures.
moment boasting modern marvels of the twenty-first century.
Joan was 'sew' excited to spot this creme de la creme sewing machine, the Bernina.
We reached the Cathedral of Saint Mary as dusk bathed this French neo-gothic landmark in shades of mystery and history. The imposing edifice of Austria’s largest church (it seats 20,000) suggested there was no doubt all 150+ years of history were significant.
No sign of Batman, but I think I might have seen a robin.
The place was filled with shadows of the past.
I was wistful as we made our way back to the Main Square and the ship that was our home away from home in this world of antiquity.
The warmth of Linz’s old world charm defied the cool temperatures that had slipped in along with nightfall. As much as I wanted more, I knew too, the mystery of it all was part of her charm.
From our ship I watched the last of the light fade and darkness turn the blue Danube jet black. As our ship prepared to launch into the night and head for yet another European port, the city of Linz was gracious in bidding us farewell.
The warmth of Linz’s old world charm defied the cool temperatures that had slipped in along with nightfall. As much as I wanted more, I knew too, the mystery of it all was part of her charm.
From our ship I watched the last of the light fade and darkness turn the blue Danube jet black. As our ship prepared to launch into the night and head for yet another European port, the city of Linz was gracious in bidding us farewell.
International powerhouse Ars Electronica dazzles Linz with nightly light shows.
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