All is glorious for the choir here in Vienna. It's truly an enchanting city and seems the epitome of all that I dreamed Europe would be. Whether it's a grand palace or a bratwurst and pretzel stand, something magical awaits us around every corner.
Music is a part of everything in the city.
Whether music is within earshot or not, it seems to flow through the streets like the rain that fell for most today. In Vienna, Mozart, Strauss, Beethoven, and Brahms are not long dead composers who only live on through their music, but rather living, breathing members of the community. Despite a nagging jet-lag, there is a vitality among the choir that I've not seen in my four years at Drake. I'm not sure it's hit everyone that we're thousands of miles from home. I still have the feeling like I'm walking through a Discovery Channel documentary or a travel brochure.