Optical Circuit

Today, my wife and I traveled back in time. We traveled to the point, when there was no computer, no television, no radio … hell, not even electricity at all.

At the “Heeresgeschichtliches Museum” in vienna the time anomaly spitted out the strangest people from that time. It was great how all those nice people dressed like. Unfortunately, there where a bit more “normal” people around then dressed ones. But in some rare cases, one got a climpse of how it would have looked like in that time, when only those “middle age” people where around.

And they where a lot:
Traders, weapon smiths, bar tenders, cooks, guards, knights, thieves, maids and also some strange creatures with unnatural bright eyes …
Colorful stands with all kind of things like knickknacks, weapon stands, glogg stands (with real iron cauldrons, getting the glogg out with a goblet and poured into a cup), ocarinas and stands offering differnt drinks and food.
Some open fireplaces for warming ones limbs or just stand and watch the ado.

It was so much fun and we enjoyed this drive very much. We even bought two smoked trouts (there was a seperate smoking trouts stand) and they tasted great. No like those packed ones from the supermarket.
I hope that such an event will come again soon and then I will surely travel back in time again …

Stairs

As my wife and I went through the city in the night, I discovered this interesting staircase. I had to take a pic of it.

Precious

Isen’t this every girls dream? Looking at all this twinkling and shiny items behind the glass? Wanting them so badly?
Well, my wife is just the same. My luck it was so late at night …

Down

Taking photographs late at night has the advantage that there are no disturbing people in the frame. So I’m pleased so much more  for getting a chance to shoot a escalator in this angle without any persons. I like this a lot.

Bald Head

Who’s that? Kojak?
No, not really … just some sort of girl with no hair problems …

Flower

Lonely and sad … hanging on a small twig … blinking into the night, hoping that someone will take a picture of it …