At Stephansplatz, there’s a Stephansdom.
January 3, 2012 § Leave a comment
I’m quite fascinated by the fact that a lot of places got their name from a house of worship which was built there. Whether you’re a believer or not, you can never escape from its presence. It’s often rooted deeply in your country’s history, and for that, it you’ll see it in your everyday life. So I took the metro, and get off at Stephansplatz. It was a no brainer, once I got out of the exit, I saw the St. Stephans Cathedral (Stephansdom) right next to me. I wonder what would the church goers in the 12 Century think to see a metro exit right next to their beloved church. Evil modernization or convenience? I’d vote for the later of course.
I’ve seen a cathedral with a multi-color tile roof in Basel (Switzerland) before, but Stephansdom’s exterior offers a lot more carving, sculptures and details. It is quite elaborately decorated, although it desperately needs a bath. Inside the cathedral, it was a little dark, maybe it was for the candles. But I noticed it was especially darker somewhere down the nave…
Since I’m not a religious person, I don’t really look at church as a holy place to communicate with god. Instead, I see it as a work of art with intricate vault details.While Chinese used blocks of stones to build the Great Wall, Catholics carved the stones and built a magnificent architecture in town. Apart from the time and money, you can really sense how much they care about having this place built beautifully and make it a pride of the city back then.
I stopped the darkest section in the church, and I noticed a chandelier on ground level. Apparently, they lowered this chandelier down for cleaning or maintenance. Not much can be seen as it was very dark at that time, but it was quite nice to see how big they are…. Suddenly, it lit up! It was as beautiful as seeing a birthday cake with candles in the dark. A moment later, the bright golden chandelier started to fly up to where it was supposed to be. Honestly, it felt magical to see a chandelier floating up slowly. It was such a “Phantom-of-the-Opera” moment right there.
Note: Right behind the cathedral, you can choose to take a horse-drawn carriage ride around the street of Vienna (so that area smells a bit). It was also an easy walk to Mozart’s house. I wasn’t exactly sure where it was, but I found some street signs pointing out the way. I didn’t get inside, but I enjoy wandering around those buildings.