Here I am in rural Austria. It feels weird to be tucked away somewhere where nothing ever happens in a week of international political turmoil, and where all my friends back home are going on demos. It’s very snowy here. It’s a nice small town, but I bet if you grow up here, you long for Vienna, which is about 2 hours away through a load of forest (and there is no nearer city). I’m working 7.30 to 2pm CET, so what with talking to people back home and the 1 hour time difference, I feel like everything is happening ridiculously early every day.
I am pretty much pinging from one extreme edge of Austria to the other for the next four weeks (with one week solid in Vienna and quite a few Saturdays). The only border I don’t hit this time is the Hungarian one. I’ll be in Switzerland in a couple of weeks too.
Lots of snow.
Austria has finally mastered the art of the vege cold cut (sadly not vegan- milk protein, but trying to eat vegan in rural Austria is a fool’s errand). So I can join in with everyone continually eating ham rolls all day long.
Lots of hearty soup.
And vegetarian options that are dumpling/noodle based with scrambled egg.
Eaten in places that look like this.
German is a melodious language.
Also this house in town is really cool. Dunno who lives there.
Later I have to rehearse a short play about British history with a load of 13 year olds.
Und du? Was ist passiert?