This is not a huge place like St. Stephen's Cathedral nor an intimate chapel. It is a space that feels larger than it is and it provides wonderful acoustics for the pipe organ.
The memorials to some of those interred here (over 4000 were put in the crypt) are often unusual and always in a language I cannot read.
As one website puts it...
There’s old. And there’s old. Take a couple of paces into the Michaelerkirche (St. Michael’s Church) and you find yourself under an early 16th-century fresco; the church had already been around over 250 years when the painter picked up his brush.
It is not always that you find such frescos in a church that feels as if it were from such a different era.
The altar, with its statuary and reliefs, does indeed date back to the early 1780s. But the church itself began life in 1220.
To put that date in context: Genghis Khan was still around at the time (as was Francis of Assisi) and the ink had barely dried on the Magna Carta.
And yet, in this place, we can find an instrument capable of such beauty.
Not only does it produce beauty, it is beautiful.
Out on the street, we find a building with a small plaque telling that this site was the location for Mozart's house. It is hard not to feel a bit awed by being places such as this. Hearing the organ on which Mozart's last (unfinished) work was first performed, standing at the place where he once lived, and visiting the memorial erected by the city to him in the central cemetery combine to make this a very special place. You must come here to experience this.
Also, you must come to experience the amazing food. This was the best lunch we'd had in a very long time.
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