The weather was grey and wet when my brother and I stepped into the Kunsthistorisches Museum. Upon shaking off my raincoat, my eyes were met with one of the most gorgeous staircases I have ever seen. I certainly have a favorite painting, book, and even celebrity. Apparently I can now add "staircase" to that list. We were lucky that day, as there weren't many visitors. That meant I could wander the vast halls of the museum in relative peace and quiet. After getting spooked in a room full of busts, followed by a quiet debate with my brother regarding how much marble we thought the museum housed, we collected our things and spilled back out into the damp street ready for our next adventure.