Three and counting
For the first time in a long while, I feel alien. There are no black people in Vienna. If they are, they are in hiding as since arriving on Saturday, I have seen three. That my friend is not a good number considering that I’ve passed thousands of people on the streets. And while this normally wouldn’t bother me, I am suddenly feeling rather self conscious. Maybe it’s the cold weather that has made me extra sensitive to these matters. Maybe its because I’ve noticed children and adults alike staring at me! Whatever the case, I have not been in such a homogeneous city in a long long time. Of course, this doesn’t detract from the architectural beauty of the city.