VIENNA VLOG | Things to See, Eat, & Do in Vienna, Austria (Wien)
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- Опубліковано 26 сер 2024
- Country #24/26 for my #26for26 Birthday Trip... where I end up visiting not only six but TEN countries total in 2 weeks. Vienna (Wien), Austria is one of the most aesthetic places I have visited... it's as if my whole saved Pinterest aesthetic was a place. In this video, I take you around my solo trip to Vienna (where my cousin Anna meets me at the end!) and show you some of the things to try, including: Mozart Cafe, Wiener Schnitzel, and Sacher Torte, and places to see including the Belvedere Palace, Albertinaplatz, inside the Schönbrunn Palace & more. Check out my travel blog wanderinheels.com for full travel guides! VIENNA BLOG: www.wanderinhe...
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What not know everybody: The colours of the houses at 02:25 are the colours of the EURO banknotes! From left to right: € 500 purple, € 200 yellow-brown, € 100 green, € 50 orange, € 20 blue, € 10 red and € 5 grey.
wow what an interesting fact!! Thanks for sharing
greetings! im solo traveler too and love vienna
Vienna is a great solo destination! The cafes were my favorite :) I have to go back to the the Opera, because it was closed when I went!
Wonderful vlog!❤️ And I’m so happy you’re actually interested in the history and culture of the places you visit, it’s really respectful of you😊 however a littler correction at 6:08 Mozart is originally from Salzburg which to the time he was born was an independent city state that neither belonged to Germany nor Austria. His parents are actually from Germany and he also saw himself as German but don’t mention that while being in Austria.😉
So cool! Yes he is from Salzburg but also lived in Vienna for a bit and made some influence there I learned. I loved Vienna it was so charming
Wow. Crazy how beautiful these old buildings are. Something we aren't really used to seeing in the US.
yes they are so beautiful!
Check out the Chicago world fairs of 1893.
So cool
thanks dad
did you see my Munich vlog?
i came back from vienna 4 days ago, it was sooo nice and definitely next time i’m staying longer! i also recommend going to salzburg, especially if you like ‘the sound of music’. there’s a hotel i stayed that got featured in the movie, it’s just gorgeous!
I took the train through Salzburg, it is definitely somewhere I would love to visit sometime!
Alison cool video girl hope your having a good time touring Europe!💙💙
thank you so much!!
Hi Alison,
I can't wait to see you ❤❤❤.
Your videos and vlogs is very fantastic beautiful ❤❤ and your voice is so cute.
Your talking style is awesome 👌 and your walking style is amazing wonderful fantastic. I think you are beautiful gorgeous youtuber❤❤❤❤❤❤❤.
Thank you.
thank you! I am glad that you like my videos. :)
Mozart is from Salzburg
yep! Went through on the train
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Thanks!
aw thank you so much Paul!!!
@@AlisonBowles you are welcome
I won’t be surprised if the local Vienne population has a high rate of Type-2 Diabetes given the high sugar content in their pastries and Vienne coffees.
Is your IG down. Link takes you to a page that isn't available.
I just fixed it!! Try now
Your hair looks very beautiful.
thank you!
@@AlisonBowles You're welcome. More bikini videos?. Could you please do lingerie videos too?.
Vlog is awesome 👌👍👍👍.
Black coffee and chocolate cake is very very tasty, mouthwatering. You're very very gorgeous in green colour dress ❤❤❤.
Thank you for sharing beautiful vlog ❤ .
thank you! Yes the Sacher Torte was delicious
@@AlisonBowles you are welcome.
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🖤❤💙Very Beautiful 💙❤🖤
thank you!
Hey you are so very much beautiful you are so very much pretty you are so very much wonderful you are the best ever
thank you
@@AlisonBowles your welcome anytime
SEVERED
THIS IS BASED ON A TRUE STORY
The buzz of the alarm clock was what woke Susan up from a dreamless sleep. "Why can't weekends last longer?" Susan thought to herself, grumbly. When she went to press the snooze button, she saw from her sleepy eyes that it was way pastime to get up. She bolted out of bed in a panic. "I'm going to be late!" She said out loud. In her mind, she punished herself for staying up late the night before just to watch the new CSI episode on TV. She quickly got undressed and took a quick shower. She rushed through the house getting things organized for the workday. Finally, Susan walked over to where her two-month-old son was and took a moment to admire him. As he lay peacefully like a sleeping angel. She was told that she would never be able to have children. But she proved those doctors wrong and had a healthy baby boy. She then grabbed her son out of his crib and got him ready for daycare. Then she grabbed her car keys and locked the door behind her. She put her baby in his car seat in the backseat and then got behind the wheel of her car. After, she started the engine and pulled out of the driveway. She went through her mind, making a mental checklist to see if she had forgotten anything. She assured herself that she hadn't. As she looked down at the car clock, she noticed that she was going to be over a half-hour late getting to work. Not wanting to put her job in jeopardy, she pressed down on the gas peddle and the car sped down hills and around steep curves. She even ran through a few stop signs, thinking since it was past time for the morning rush hour, there would be few drivers on the road. Up ahead, she saw a stoplight intersection. Seeing no other vehicles at either side of the intersection, she decided to press down hard on the accelerator, even though she had the stoplight on her side. She took a quick moment to glance into the rearview mirror and saw her adorable baby boy smiling and giggling back at her with his pudgy cheeks. She couldn't help but think about how becoming a mother made a woman feel complete. Even with all the struggles that came with motherhood. She wouldn't change anything, she assured herself. WHAM!
She only saw the blur of a vehicle passing in front of hers.
The ear-shattering impact of metal crashing into metal was overwhelming. As the ambulance emergency vehicle drove toward the scene of the crash, the paramedics knew that the accident was bad, and it was unlikely that there would be any survivors. Matt, the passenger medic in the ambulance, had only been a paramedic for about two years. And he had seen some awful things during that time. The rescue personnel got out of their vehicle and divided themselves to cover each of the vehicles in the accident. Matt ran to the young woman's car and peered through the shattered front window. The woman had numerous cuts and bruises all over her body. She had a large bleeding gash on her forehead, probably caused by the impact of slamming hard against the steering wheel. She was also covered in blood all over her clothes. There was no telling what kind of internal injuries the woman suffered. Matt looked down and saw that the mother was cradling her baby in her arms. It appeared to the young medic that the mother and baby were going to make it through just fine after all. He smiled to himself. He had seen a lot of tragedy in his career, and some of the things he'd seen had given him nightmares, forcing him to take sleeping pills just to fall asleep some nights. Matt ran to the other side of the car and opened the passenger door. He climbed inside and sat on the passenger seat. From his training, he knew he couldn't move the young woman right away. For the paramedics' duties had to first assess the victim's injuries. He tried to console the woman, to comfort her. Matt told her that everything was going to be ok. But the woman just ignored him and continued to rock her baby in her arms as she whispered a sweet lullaby to her baby called Hush little baby. Matt reached out to get a hold of the baby from its mother's arms. As he did, the mother lost her grip and the baby's head rolled out of her arms and across the paramedic's lap and fell out of the vehicle. It made a sickening wet noise as it plopped and bobbled onto the road below the car. The young paramedic stared at the little head, petrified. As the eyes of innocence lost stared back at him through cold, dead, eyes in a death glare. In her rush to get to work, the mother had forgotten to strap her baby in his car seat. The trauma of the mother having discovered that her child was decapitated from the impact of the crash had put such a mental strain on her that she tried to rationalize to herself in her mind that her baby was still alive. So the young mother went about picking up her baby's head from the backseat floorboard and tried to reconnect it back to the baby's torso. That is when the mother decided to cradle her baby in her arms and sing a lullaby to it. The mother's mind was so far gone that she was put into a hospital for the mentally insane. As for Matt, the young paramedic, he would have counseling for a long, long time.
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@@AlisonBowles Dink u
Hello, what month did you visit vienna?
early June :)
@@AlisonBowles thanks!
Allison, you are so gorgeous, sweet, kind, fun-loving, and positive. Austria is such a beautiful, unique, and peaceful country. Love from New 🇳🇿🇳🇿💕💕
Couldn't agree more! I loved it. Thank you!
Alison you have amazing 6 pack abs. Good work. Today in your new video show how to do crunches the right way without hurting your neck when doing a workout at home? Reply to me. You inspire and motivate me and others. Thanks.
Great suggestion! I will be filming a workout video soon :)
What's the brand of the make up you used?
Hi love! In which part of the video?
@@AlisonBowles 3:38 & 8:54 ♥️
would you say vienna is even more architecturally stunning than paris? or florence? how do they compare? im thinking of going abroad for a year, and i cant decide!! also taking safety into account, i was thinking vienna, but ive never personally been, so im not sure :)
I have never been to Florence so I can't compare but I think vienna and paris have similar architecture! Paris is a lot bigger but in comparison Vienna is much cleaner! It was very safe I was alone for most of the trip. :)
@@AlisonBowles thank you so much!! that was so helpful!!!
@@peachgumdrop8067 youre welcome, im so glad!! I also have a full travel guide on my blog wanderinheels.com
Too many blacks in Paris for my taste
Vienna is way more beautiful, less trash more detailed architecture.
SICK
She is so beautiful, he thought to himself. He loved her so much. Her hot, silky body. The way she tucks her hair behind her ear. Her ever so loving voice. But most of all he adored her sweet, innocent face. He knew all of its lines and creases. Its many soft curves and sharp angles. Sometimes, late at night, he would lie awake for hours, staring at her while she lay peacefully on her pillow. Gazing lovingly at her features, memorizing its contours with the tips of his fingers.
The brow was an impressive brow, high and prominent. He had always thought that a strong brow was the sign of a strong mind. Sometimes he wondered what thoughts went on behind that brow, and whether he could ever understand them all. His own brow was not so extravagant, and so, he guessed, neither were his thoughts. But he, too, had thoughts that were not so easily understood either. He knew he did! He had surprised his lover with them once, and that was proof enough.
Her eyes were so innocent and so pure. The sockets deep-set but level to give them a penetrating gaze. Behind the shut lids were the brightest blue eyes he had ever seen. "Baby blue," he called them. But there was nothing remarkable about them. The almost imperceptible wrinkles born from the stress of life. Drawn at the corners, were a clue to their witness. These were eyes with experience. They had seen quite a lot-not all of it pleasant. Sometimes he thought those eyes could look right into his soul. Yet there was still innocence within their look. For he knew they could not see everything.
His lover's nose was a marble sculpture, a Grecian ideal of beauty made flesh. It helped to accentuate the sharp cheekbones, and divided the face with geometric precision into absolutely perfect halves. There are two equal sides to everything, he would say. Just look at my lover's face. The lips were perhaps the most remarkable feature of his lover's face. Thin, but not so thin that they did not feel full and inviting when pressed against his own. More than the brow, more than the eyes, more than the nose. It was the lips that best captured the expressions of his lover. Relaxed, they were a study of contentment. Turned down, they were a road map of dissatisfaction. He preferred to think of them turned up, in absolute happiness and laughter. It was these lips, so sweet and gentle in their line, that shaped the words his lover spoke to him. Those words often amazed him. They spoke of important things he sometimes did not understand. They spoke tenderly of him and the affection his lover felt toward him. Once they had spoken harshly. Once they had called him SICK.
But only once. But he realized that that one cruel insult helped him to remember his lover's kinder words all the more sweetly. He would spend all night gazing at his lover's face that way, and thinking thoughts of true love and devotion. Until the alarm clock rang, reminding him that he had to go to work.
Reluctantly, he would put his lover's head back in the refrigerator where he kept it safe and secure while he was gone. This time, however, he was feeling hungry. Wanting a snack, he went to the kitchen silverware drawer, reached inside, and pulled out a fork. He then used the fork to impale one of the squirming maggots that had made its home on his lover's dead face. He plucked the maggot into his mouth and gulped it down. Then he placed his lover's severed head back inside the safety of the refrigerator.
He walked into his garage, where his lover's headless body lay sprawled across the work table. He looked down at it admiringly. He then reached over and grabbed the blood-caked bow saw and went to work dismembering her remains one piece at a time. It was an orgy of flying limbs and gore. He remembered to remove her private parts and kept them in a trash can to play with later. After his work was done, he placed the severed body parts in several trash bags and dragged them to his backyard.
Outside the moon was full and shining high in the night sky making the stars twinkle. He walked out to the large hole that he had dug a few days earlier and piled the trash bags into the hole. The shoveling of dirt was the only noise heard in the stillness of the night. When he was done, he cleaned his tools and put them away. He went back inside his house to take a hot, relaxing shower.
The rest of his day would be an empty and unfulfilling one. Until the evening, when he could return home to his beloved. To embrace his lover. To make love to her, and to have sex with her rotting, severed head once again. Just the thought of performing this act made him hard. Then he would lay her on the pillow beside him, so he could contemplate his lover's face again. Email me at SCARYSTORIESOFGHASTLYHORROR@GMAIL.COM If you would like to read more of my scary stories
Consider doing some scary story readings on your channel just to try something fun and different.
why scary stories
@@AlisonBowles They are interesting. I like how creativity and Ingenuity goes into conjuring scary stories. I have a few of my own if you would like to read some.
@@scarystoriesofghastlyhorror sure lets hear them but dont go putting some voodoo on my page LOL
@@AlisonBowles Hehe
SCARY STORY THE OLD HAUNTED CHURCH
We live just a few blocks from an ugly and very dirty old church. Behind the church is nothing but endless woods and a few old tombstones. People who have lived here for many years have been telling a chilling story about that old church. Several decades ago, a group of young girls were walking down a lonely street late one evening, when they came upon a man in a clown costume. The man led the young girls into that old church one Halloween night, With the promise of having yummy candy, waiting for them inside. After tricking and trapping them inside, he tied the girls up, and mutilated and molested them. And then he killed them one by one. Then he wrote in the little girl's blood the words on a wall
"DEAD GIRLS DON'T SAY NO."
The next day was a Sunday, and the priest walked in to discover the horrible sight of what had happened the night before. After searching for a mysterious dripping sound in the darkness. He found a pool of blood that a stray cat was licking at. The dripping came from the bloody stumps of several headless and nude, mutilated young girls. Who's bodies were hung upside down, impaled on inverted black crosses from the wooden rafters above. Till this day no one knows who did it and no suspects have ever been found. Just a few weeks later, after the girl's remains had been buried, a package was delivered to each of the murdered girl's homes. And when their parents went to open the boxes, Their screams could not withstand their ghastly horror. In each of the boxes, their contained one of the girl's badly decomposed severed head. It is said that the four little girls were buried in a small cemetery, in the woods behind the church. And some say that at night if you go into the church or venture into the woods to that small cemetery, you may see the ghosts of the little girls walking about. Others say you can still hear their screams echoing in the darkness.
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Scary Story FLOWERS
Mary worked as a customer support service operator for a computer company and was having a very bad day. It was very busy, and the phones were ringing off the hook. Not only was she having trouble keeping up with the huge volume of calls, but every so often she would receive prank phone calls. Halfway into her shift, she got a customer call whose question she was not able to answer. The guy got very upset. Even though, Mary sincerely apologized to the man for the inconvenience. But he told her that he didn't want to hear her excuses, and he became very hostile towards her. So she was eventually forced to hang up on him. Even though he was very threatening, Mary soon forgot about the caller. Her training had taught her how to cope and deal with angry customers. It was just part of the job. The next day, an anonymous, beautiful bouquet of roses was delivered for a Mary at work. But she couldn't think of who might have sent her such a wonderful gift. Perhaps a coworker, or a grateful customer. All she knew was that it did more than makeup for the awful day that she had the day before. She only wished that the person had signed their name on it. For the rest of the day, she kept wondering who sent the flowers and was flattered and blushing that someone did. That night, Mary walked out of work smiling. Still wondering who her anonymous gift sender was. She was hurrying to her car and to get home as soon as possible to put the roses into a vase. Suddenly, someone grabbed her from behind!
Mary's body was found a few days later. Complete with the beautiful bouquet of roses by her side. The angry customer on the phone from before had been a little less stable than Mary had expected. He had found where the computer customer service center was and drove all the way there. But the only info he knew about her was the woman's first name, Mary. That she had used to introduce herself to her callers. Not knowing what she looked like. But not many women walked out of that workplace with a smile and holding a bouquet of a dozen roses. He had sent the flowers to identify her.
In another version of this story, a poisonous spider was hidden inside a bouquet of flowers that attacked and killed the unsuspecting victim.
Email me at SCARYSTORIESOFGHASTLYHORROR@GMAIL.COM If you wish to read more of my ghoulish tales.
Mozart is from Salzburg
Yes he is! The train went through there, it was so gorgeous!