There were carriages everywhere we looked in Vienna as if part of the city had got stuck in the 17th century, although the prices they quoted for a short ride were very much 21st century.
All the museum and art galleries were sensibly grouped together, so it was easy to walk from one to the other. In between hot dog stalls were very popular, with every variety of sausage and every condiment you could think of. We were frequent visitors.
One place we had to eat though was Café Central. A revolutionary (Trotsky), a psychoanalyst (Freud), several writers and poets (including Polgar, Zweig, and Altenberg) and an architect (Loos) walked into a café. What sounds like the start of a joke was an everyday occurrence at Café Central (est. 1876). Over coffee, cake and the odd cigar, some of the greatest poets, philosophers and – it has to be said – storytellers the world has ever seen, got together in Vienna’s most attractive coffeehouse.
And then there was me as well! It was very difficult to choose which cakes to have while I tried to infuse the greatness of the past.
John II of Castile married twice and his second choice was to Princess Isabella of Portugal and that was a big mistake! Here he is and he’s quite good looking yes?
Now do please note that she is kneeling down and this is very important to the story, so please remember it.
In the cold, bleak town of Avila, in a dark and threatening castle, the Queen gave birth to a daughter, Isabella. She was second in line to the throne after her half-brother Henry. Then her mother had another boy and so now Isabella was third in line. She’s not expecting to be queen now.
More African pictures.
This is a street in Alexandra township which is a little to the north of Johannesburg town centre. Neat red brick houses were first built there as an upmarket area, but it was designated as a ‘native township’ and because this was before the 1913 Land Act, it was one of the few urban areas in the country where black people could own land under freehold title.
So many people moved into the area and erected shacks in the gardens and alongside the road, that the services could no longer cope. It deteriorated into a large, sprawling slum, and several attempts have been made to upgrade living conditions, often thwarted by upsurges in violence.
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