29.10.08

I went running this morning Miranda! Yeah for me! My friend Lisa and I met at the U6 subway station at 6:30 and ran from there past the Parliament building where the European studies class is going on Friday for a tour, right to the Volksgarten- a nice little park with a few fountains and lots of pretty flowers and a pseudoparthenon that must be being restored or something because it was all ‘walled’ off- and we couldn’t go check it out. Yeah- basically one or five other things are being restored here at any given point in time- because it’s all so blessed old! For instance Stephansdome – one of the coolest really old churches, (I’m pretty sure I have a pick of it earlier in my blog) is always, always experiencing construction- or reconstruction rather. But that’s especially because it was damaged during world war II- I think on e of the towers was demolished or something. So many things here were destroyed during that war. Schade.

Ok. Especially for Grandmas and mother I share this small experience/thought. Yesterday I was walking home from the institut/outreach center where I often go in the evening to do work or play the piano or whatev because they have computers and internet and USB ports on their computers (the 2 out of 7 comps that work at the Austro American Institut are ancient and do not have such useful features) ---Anyway--- so I’m walking home and I pass a stroller, and this darling little baby is saying bye, bye, bye over and over and looks and sounds so precious in its little baby-stay-warmer thing that people keep kids in strollers in in Vienna, and I looked back and smiled at it’s (probably his) mom and kept walking and thought to myself- how precious. A few secs later the baby let out one of those shocking shrieks that babies like to make in the form of ‘bye’ that babies like to make sometimes and I thought- hmmmm I think babies just like to be shocking and have an impact on the world when I they do that- in that way I am not so entirely unlike a small child myself- haha heheh heh… Anyway I few meters later I glanced up to see a mother and daughter walking along with another small child, probably 3, and she was saying a baby- a baby- and pointing to the stroller a short ways behind me, and I thought to myself- yes, these streets are quite safe, frequented by small children and their mothers… at least, that’s what I thought. And all that took place in about 40 seconds.

As you can see I enjoy details- and would love to tell all of you all about the entirety of my experiences here abroad, but alas- simply cannot, and should not, because I’m not here to log my life, I’m here to live it. But I WILL try and log more little experiences here on the blog and slowly catch up with the somewhat composite record of my experiences that I’m making with my pics as a guide, and I will show that to whoever asks later… it’s too big to post… In the meantime also, I will post more pics to my gmail account, and I think that will be easier. OK that’s all for now! Love you all J !!