Vienna: A First Impression

The journey to Vienna was an incredible experience. While a lot of people were sick with fear at the idea of flying, I was unbelievably excited for it. The sight of everything so small below you is always an incredible sight and gives you a real chance to witness the beauty of the landscapes, the huge expanse of green land. However, the most incredible part for me was being in the clouds. Being in and above something that has always been above you, that has always been so out of reach is genuinely such an exciting experience. While you may just be flying through a white expanse, it is the idea of the unknown that makes it exciting. As a child you lie on the ground and stare up at the clouds, picking out shapes and wondering what the clouds would feel like but even entering adulthood, the clouds are still an exciting and out of reach concept.
My first impression of Vienna is the tall smoking towers. I'm unsure if it's simply because I don't live near any or if it's because there aren't many in England but there is a stark difference to what I am used to seeing. These sky-high towers of white, cottonwool-like smoke in a way hold a certain beauty in the way that clouds billow out of them but the beauty is constantly overshadowed by the knowledge of pollution.
Graffiti is the next thing I notice. Becca mentioned that the graffiti is the thing to look for (not that it really needs looking for as such as it covers every surface in Vienna), not the buildings as these are mass produced, they exist in every country. On her saying this, I begin to notice how Vienna is very similar to London, the buildings really are a thing of mass production but the graffiti is something else, something new, something I will look out for in full daylight tomorrow.