The harminous sounds flew into my ears and jolted me out of an exhaustive daze. Where could I be? That such force from the percussion and strings meshed together to create a masterpiece for the audience. The strings reached a crescendo, the drums came to a climax, the horns blew for their life. The recipe for the overture was deliciously created. Oh, Mozart, I wish I could climb into that brilliant mind of yours and see how you saw life. Outside of the grand Vienna Opera House, the city was bustling in the same harmony. The people, the food, the intricate architecture blended together into an artform, more so than any chef could have dreamed of.
The clops of the magnificent horse-drawn carriages around the ring road were a strange sound. Here in the 21st century, the horses still traveled side by side with the sleek Mercedes taxi cabs. Old meets new, just like the city of Vienna. The clicks and clacks of the trolleys and street cars. Oh, what a scene it was to see them travel around town, picking up and unloading masses of people. Everything just glided together for the ingredients of a beautiful city. Just sit down, enjoy this atmosphere, and taste the sugary sweets that the outdoor cafes offer your taste buds. Coffee or schnapps with these ease the day's few stresses. The final and best ingredient to top this harmonious atmosphere is something that Mozart or Haydn could not have even dreamed of--the ringing of the bells of St. Stephen's cathedral. The bombs of WWII could not even harm these chimes that will entertain and please the citizens for ever. Vienna and harmony. One and the same.
