Viennese and their black humour is part of many of my stories. One of my favourites is the Blutgasse in the First District, directly behind Saint Stephen’s Cathedral. By the way, Blutgasse means “Blood Street”.
There are two myths grow around these street’s name.
The first tells about slaughterhouses from which blood has guttered down the street after slaughter.
The other tells about Templars, who have been beheaded nearby and their blood has guttered down the street.
You’re going to find both stories in our Travel Logs soon. But I realised something different. And that’s why I have to ask you: is it way too morbid that of all things a health centre set up a business in Blutgasse?