First order of business: coffee.
Hauptplatz. Graz is a nice, walkable city. And the weather was great.
Street performers were everywhere. They are mostly Roma. There were also a lot of people begging on the streets, also Roma, I was told. I gave out lots of coins.
This is the food of my childhood visits to Germany. Two frankfurters with a brotchen and lots of senf. Eaten standing up at an imbiss. Cheapest lunch possible and quite delicious, actually.
There's a castle and clock tower up a big hill. I took the lift up and walked down. Stopping along the way for a cold drink at a cafe on the summit. Such a lovely day.
That last shot was taken from a "skywalk" cafe on the top floor of a department building.
And these women (very well dressed in modern "tracht" clothing, which echoes traditional costume and signifies a commitment to nationalism) were deep in gossip beside me.
And then, of course, there was shopping.
Spring!
Oh--these are great pics, and the accompanying narrative provides a good sense of the experience--thank you--Did you purchase some "tracht" clothing??
ReplyDeleteThese pictures are great, Linda. I envy your expedition. Len would like to take a portion of his next sabbatical in the Balkans, so, who knows, I may follow in your footsteps.
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