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Mar. 21st, 2008 01:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kitewithfishI have returned once more to Wien, the city in which I live!
Random details:
The train was really, really packed. I got stuck in a cabin with a 65 year old woman who would not stop talking about Vienna, her relatives, and what she was bringing them. She literally seemed to have an unending need to fill any void of conversation with her endless chatter, late into the night. She would occasionally switch into very bad English to explain to me what she had already said to the other German guy in the cabin. (This is a thing I find endlessly confusing. Yes, English is my native language, and yes, you *also* may speak it. But I only very rarely come across random strangers whose English is better than my German. In any case, I'm on a German train, heading to Vienna, where I already told you that I'm studying German language and literature. Is my accent really that bad that you think I can't understand?)
Train was 15 hours. Yeah. I did sort of a lot of cramped napping.
I did hit the Van Gogh museum on my way out of Amsterdam- I should have headed there the first day, really. The place was packed and most of the tourists seemed to be from Spain (weird), but in the basement there was also a great exhibit of Sir John Everett Millais work- an interesting study in contrasts, there. Millais's brushstrokes are invisible and his figures completely realistic, while Van Gogh recreates worlds in his own idea. It was a good idea to compare the two, for they both tended towards a love of nature that unifies their otherwise great differences.
When I got home, I had a package of my new Moo.com minicards, with which I am quite pleased, and a very well-timed package of Easter goodies from my mom. Life is good, I am rather sleepy, and I really ought to wash my clothes. Other than that, things are well.
(It snowed in Austria last night. Why does it keep snowing everywhere I go??)
Random details:
The train was really, really packed. I got stuck in a cabin with a 65 year old woman who would not stop talking about Vienna, her relatives, and what she was bringing them. She literally seemed to have an unending need to fill any void of conversation with her endless chatter, late into the night. She would occasionally switch into very bad English to explain to me what she had already said to the other German guy in the cabin. (This is a thing I find endlessly confusing. Yes, English is my native language, and yes, you *also* may speak it. But I only very rarely come across random strangers whose English is better than my German. In any case, I'm on a German train, heading to Vienna, where I already told you that I'm studying German language and literature. Is my accent really that bad that you think I can't understand?)
Train was 15 hours. Yeah. I did sort of a lot of cramped napping.
I did hit the Van Gogh museum on my way out of Amsterdam- I should have headed there the first day, really. The place was packed and most of the tourists seemed to be from Spain (weird), but in the basement there was also a great exhibit of Sir John Everett Millais work- an interesting study in contrasts, there. Millais's brushstrokes are invisible and his figures completely realistic, while Van Gogh recreates worlds in his own idea. It was a good idea to compare the two, for they both tended towards a love of nature that unifies their otherwise great differences.
When I got home, I had a package of my new Moo.com minicards, with which I am quite pleased, and a very well-timed package of Easter goodies from my mom. Life is good, I am rather sleepy, and I really ought to wash my clothes. Other than that, things are well.
(It snowed in Austria last night. Why does it keep snowing everywhere I go??)
