It was the best of times it was the worst of times

Trip Start Dec 11, 2012
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Trip End Oct 17, 2013


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Flag of Austria  , Salzburg,
Thursday, December 20, 2012

The beginning of the week did not see us at our finest. Eloise and Guy decided to leave and go back home. And just as we'd spent the previous night in their room after our shift, drinking beer, eating yoghurt and chocolate an showing each other photos of our home towns. Hugging them goodbye, I wanted to claw myself to their legs and sit on their feet like a five-year-old and shout "you can't leave us!" We'd planned a future with them, you see. It involved building snowmen, exploring the bars in Saalbach and Hinterglemm and making crude gestures with the scrubbing brush while we polished glasses. We would have been so happy. Instead, I cried into the cutlery drawer. This might be a sign that Claudia and I need to make more friends.

To cheer ourselves up after a bout of lying on our bed staring at the ceiling in a puddle of self-pity, we decided to utilize our last off day for the next few weeks to go skiing.

Armed with our sausage-leg ski pants and my beloved earmuffs, we braved the bunny slope. It seemed a lot steeper than I remembered. I have a vague memory of mocking the gentle bump that is the bunny slope all those years ago back in the days of my fresh scrubbed youth (I was an unworldly 16 back then). I silently cursed my arrogant 16-year-old self, as I "Pfluged" my way down, trying to copy what the four-year-olds were doing (a little more difficult than you might think, as they don't seem to use poles. Little children on steroids, I tell you! They're made out of elastic or something.) I'd like to think that by our ninth time down the bunny slope, we were actually bordering, if not on good, at least fairly competent. By which I mean that my skis both went in the same direction. It's the small victories. After three hours, only slightly bruised and injured, we finally got to have the Kaiserschmarn (the staple Austrian dessert) we'd both been craving since September.

We also ventured into the depths of the basement to face the laundry machine. My experience of laundry in the past (I'm sure I can count the encounters with my own washing machine on one hand) have been to send photos of this mystical device to my best guy friend Rudi to ask where I should put the powder in and which of the many sparkly buttons is the on switch. This wasn't much different. When Claudia asked how to open it, I said "I think with the big round front bit". This remark didn't get nearly as much appreciation as I thought it deserved. Continuing our spurt of domesticity, Claudia sat me down and using her grown-up voice, said we needed to draw up a budget (a very foreign concept for me, as I belong to the group of people who isn't comfortable with money unless I've spent it. All of it. Possibly not the best trait to possess when saving to travel through Europe, as Claudia pointed out.) We now have a daily budget of €11,11 (roughly the price of two hot chocolates and a biscuit) and a table with an optimistic "can spend" category and a more realistically cynical "did spend" category. Oh boy.

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WORLD on

I THINK I'M GOING TO END NOW.

aquirkybunchof2
aquirkybunchof2 on

Things seem to take a few years to reach Austria, so no rush ;)

Antigone on

Hi adventures- It's fun to read your block. Chills me down to a comfortable 32 degrees.
Please expain living on a budget of 11 euros...in Zwockelland.
You probalby know that we are suffing from the heat right now and that we had to wait for 3 weeks to find a cool place at NuMetro - spot with aircon - only to bump into Schulzi (remember;?! maths..) who had the same idea.
At least tomorrow we will envy you for having a real Christmas in winter wonderland ( although without Alvin Collinson -famous SA troubadour)singing Boney M Christmas songs at Pick & Pay) It really happened. Lots of love

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