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We stopped in to the Hotel Sacher, the creator of the original Sacher Torte. We bought one single serving "cube" to eat later that day and a small torte to eat later on in the trip. The cafe was positively mobbed. We decided that it would be more enjoyable to take our treats to go.
We headed to Stephansplatz via Kärntner Straße to have a look around and enjoy our sweets. Along the way, we discovered a vendor selling handmade puppets. We couldn't resist and took one home. 
We also saw some poetry penned on a construction wall. 
I did a quick translation online and learned the following:
machen alles das.
das alle machen.
bleibt niemand.
Der sie davor warnt
do all that
the all.
no one remains.
the all.
no one remains.
It warns
I think something has been lost in translation.
We sat on a bench and ate our Sacher cube as we admired the architecture around Stephansplatz. The cube was just outstanding: a layer of moist spice cake and apricot jam covered in thick dark chocolate. Heaven!
There are many ticket vendors dressed in period costume that roam Stephansplatz. We spoke to one gentleman in a red velvet coat and he sold us tickets to a Mozart/Strauss concert the following night. He asked "Are you students?". We answered honestly and said "no". He said "Let me ask you again...are you students?". "Yes?", we replied. Great! He was able to give us a significant discount on the seats. The same thing happened in Hungary when we bought the tickets to the Hungarian folk concert. The street vendor gave us the student discount to seal the deal. As we were finishing up the transaction, suddenly a police officer came up to us. I thought he was going to bust us somehow for buying tickets on the street -- or for posing as students... It turns out that a huge processional was on its way into the church for weekend services. About 500 people including several priests and nuns walked by holding candles and made their way into the cathedral.
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