A Day in the Life of...
Another early start this morning. This time to take my car to have the winter wheels/tyres exchanged for the summer ones. The Mazda dealership is conveniently right by the Hauptbahnhof. The first pictures are what I see as I traverse the station to my train to return home.
This is actually a tram stop which, as you can see in the distance, is below road level. This part of the station is also called Südtiroler-Platz (which is directly above it), and the whole complex is built on several levels.
To the right of the above photo there is a mosaic of the city, showing the transport lines in 1959.
This is a close up which shows some of the places I have illustrated earlier, Schönbrunn, Stefansdom, the giant ferris wheel in the Prater, the Karlskirche and the Teggett memorial.
The posted explanation is interesting, though the word "depressing" is inappropriate and should be read as "excavating"!
On the wall opposite is a map of the current comprehensive and generally highly reliable public transport connections, by bus, tram, train, subway...
What are not so reliable are the escalators, which are often out of action, presumably waiting for spare parts.
Descending the staircase, we can see replacement steps waiting to be installed one day, the ubiquitous McDonald's, and, on the upper right, through the window Platform One of the station, where I shall arrive when I return to collect the car later.
Although it is not as fast or as comfortable as the train, I took the subway home as I wanted to buy vegetables on the way. More construction work, though this looks as if it is holding up the roof — i.e. the road above it! The elevator that one can just glimpse sight of goes down another level to the subway platforms.
The man at the service desk had suggested that I might collect my car at 5pm, which, as I pointed out to him, was nine hours later. I asked him why it took so long to do a job which I used to do myself in 20 minutes in Indiana, when I had a garage attached to the house. He smiled and got the message. We parted friends. I received a text message later in the morning telling me that the car was ready for collection. So after lunch, I sallied forth again to take the S-Bahn (electric train) to the Hauptbahnhof. This was a double decker "weasel train", so I could sit upstairs and take photos. This shows the fluffy clouds we had by then. Setting 1/2000 sec and letting the camera choose the rest gives in-focus and sharp photos from the moving train. The unavoidable cables power the train's engine.
At one point, we encounter the largest collection of cranes I have seen in one place. (I have decided that the collective noun for these is a "forest" of cranes!) Despite the reflections in the window, I count eleven!
We arrive at Platform One of the Hauptbahnhof and I have time to take a photo of the delightful picture of the weasel on the side of the train.
The big surprise is that the escalator has been repaired. Perhaps somebody important saw me taking photos of it earlier! Notice that the No.18 tram goes to Schlachthausgasse (Slaughterhouse Lane), which was once an accurate description. (I should have readjusted the camera to something like f/8 and let it choose a longer exposure -- my fault!)
Getting around the city on the public transport is amazingly fast and there is always something interesting to see. I am amazed that most passengers have their noses in their cell phones -- called Handys here. Not shown are the long distance coaches that I pass between the station and the Mazda building, which go to exotic countries like Hungary, Bosnia, etc.
By now, the road traffic was thick, but the sun was shining and it was warm enough to drive with the top down.
David