Vienna is proper. Like, if all the Grandma's of the world decided to make a city, it would be Vienna.
Everything feels grand. And clean. The subway was small and simple. The streets were fairly straightforward. The people were quiet and polite.
Honestly it was probably the quietest city I've ever been too. Like, no-one ever honked, and the only sound on the streets was whispering and maybe an occasional police siren. In shops people whispered. In restaurants people whispered. It seemed the only noisy ones were either us or other tourists/nationalities.
The buildings and landscape were all coordinated and organized. The parks were in key points and all were fairly clean as well. Even the subway was one of the nicest. Maybe it is newer but it was simple and maybe the most clean we went on.
I am not exactly sure if I had any expectations of Vienna. As strange as it sounds I don't create expectations very often. So before we went, in my brain, I expected it to be exactly as it would be when I saw it. So I expected an experience of unexpectedness.
I think the buildings reflect the culture in that it was strict rules but also grandeur. The Viennese ran an empire and couldn't afford to be inefficient. They needed everything to be set out, and just so. And that just so was elegant, grand, and impressive.
My insights were that Vienna is a city of the past. It was and is not presently an Empire, vast and rich. They were rule fallowing and practical. Which I think is interesting compared to Prague, which I feel is the opposite.
Peace out y'all.
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