I drove around randomly, worrying about the sun, and suddenly I found rows of trees with strangly red fruit, planted around one of Villach’s schools.
No leaves, only thousand of red berries. In size they almost approximated cherries, but they were densely clustered along the twigs. Some of them were already foulish brown, many were still in red splendor. Any idea what that is?
Could be a church, but it ain’t. This is Vienna’s City Hall. Once I’ve worked a hundred meters from there, until four years ago our office was moved into an outer district on the other side of river Danube.
The old office building should have been demolished long ago and already been replaced by a shiny new one, but seemingly office space does not sell that well in Vienna or the price was not right. Finally, any day now, the demolition should start.