Beethoven’s fifth symphony resounded through the Concert hall. Friends from my days in graduate school not only welcomed us to their home, their music subscription provided tickets to the Viennese Symphony (not to be confused with the Philharmonic—how many wonderful orchestras does the city possess?). So in addition to sharing delightful family life in the 19th ward, I reveled in Haydn’s Trumpet Concerto in E-flat major featuring Alison Balsom. Works by Piazzolla and Strauss rounded out the musical feast. Then followed a culinary feast. From Wienerschnitzel (breaded veal) to baked mushrooms to Chestnut noodle cream to Susitorte [Suzy cake], we dined on specialties of the Rebhuhn Restaurant. A short streetcar ride, narrated by my historian friend from the University of Vienna, took us to the Schatzkammer [Imperial Treasury], one of many museums highlighting the history of Austria. Under ”treasure” imagine the crown of the Holy Roman Emperor, robes of the lords, and reliquaries of gold and amber. My son relished the narwhal tusk swords and staffs. No wonder people believed in unicorns. Despite the slush we strolled through the pedestrian zone, listening to the jazz of street musicians, peeking into St. Stephan’s Cathedral, window shopping some exclusive stores. All the while university experiences sprinkled through our conversations: common ground, shared experiences, advice, plans. That constitutes an even greater treasure than jewels to me.