Day 15
It's official I haven't been in Canada since last year. hehe.
It's almost 3 o'clock and I have no plans for the day, I might just take it easy, I was so tired yesterday. I actually napped on Lisa's couch. So yesterday, our Mozart day turned out to be a bust. The museum we wanted to go to is closed until Jan 2006. Boo-urns to that. We went to an photo exhibition instead. The pics were of Paris by Henri Cartier- Bresson. It was neat, and in the same museum we say some religious figurines from the Stephandom (I guess stuff that was salvaged during the rescontruction after WW2). They also had the original stain glass windows well some of them. It was neat, there were also medieval armour, including a horse's armour. We also checked out the Succession building.
We got kebabs for lunch at the Nachtmarkt (A big food market. Kebabs are really popular here. I haven't seen them in Canada like here. They make it on a spit, and they just shave the meat off and serve it in a bun. It was ok. Lisa bought us these chocolate covered sish kababs, that was really good. It had bananas, strawberries and grapes on mine. She has this thing where fruit stand guys tend to like her, and so there are certain ones she can't go to. It's quite funny. Speaking of food I have found the European heart attack on a plate: a käsekrainer. A cheese infused sausage, it is so good, I had one for lunch today. The sausage here is served in essentially a hollowed out loaf of bread! Crazy!
Anyways at the market yesterday I actually was able to haggle with a vendor, and got her to knock 5€ of the price of a necklace charm. I am quite proud of myself.
At night,after checking out the scene infront of the City Hall (Rathaus) we went to the karnter strasse, near the Stephansdom, to ring in the new year. It was frigging INSANE! So many people. Lisa's friend had told us, don't bring anything valuable with you, so I left everything at home, including my jewellery. Lisa said she felt so many hands in her pockets, I didn't feel anything, then again, I had a think sweater on. Some guy grabbed her ass, and this one guy was hitting on me, but I was not interested.
The people are f-ing nuts here. It was so strange to see people drinking in the streets, with no regulations. Mind you I was also drinking champagne, (the bottom of my cheap plastic glass popped off as I was making my way through the crowds. They were letting off fireworks in the street long before midnight, so it was hard to tell when it was actually new years, you couldn't even hear the church bells ring, or any sort of count down over the people and the firecrackers. It was different than back home, no kissing, or playing of auld lang syne. They play a Strauß waltz here, but I don't remember what one. It didn't feel like new years with out a proper countdown.
I tried to call home but the phone card that I bought, had no pin on it, so I couldn't. I did use Lisa's phone for two seconds. I would have got my parents to call me back, but apparently it is like $40 for 15 minutes, Lisa's parents call her all the time, and are insane refusing to buy a phone card. It would only be 5 o6 cents per minute with one. Their phone bill was $300 last month!
I paid 10€ for my card, and the guys only have me 9€ back I won't be coming here again, if that's what they are like! I ended up staying at Lisa's last night. (By the way Lisa lives near Beethoven's apartment). On the way back I actually broke down and used a pay toliet! Ugh!Desperate times call for desperate measures.
There is a Beethoven concert tonight, his 9th symphony(Ode to Joy), but the tickets are all sold out. And there is no other one. Damn. They are bigger on Strauß and Mozart here. They have a couple of Mozart's operas playing this month, I might go catch one, but I want to go to see The Marriage of Figaro, but I will be in Paris when it starts. (I will be in Paris in like 3 weeks!)The Mozart museum we tried to go to is where Mozart wrote the his Figaro opera. I guess I will see another one. Standing seats of course, lets not get extravegant. This whole opera thing has me thinking of Kaarlo- the radio station general manager, who passed away in November, he was a big opera lover, and he told me he likes Vienna better than Paris. I thought of him when I was at the ballet the other day, and wondered if he ever went there, and if he did where did he sit.
I am so looking forward to going to Paris. Lisa said she is going to come visit me. We are thinking of planning a day trip to Bratislava, Slovakia, and are thinking of meeting up in Italy.
As to someone's comments about this being detailed and long. I know it will drive some of you insane, but I want to remember as much as I can, and when I am older, I might not remember all the details. Don't forget to write your name in the comments so I know who it is.
I am hoping the post cards I mailed out will actually get mailed, I am not sure if I put enough postage, I told the woman at the Tabak (tabacco shop- which are everwhere) it was going to Canada, so I am hoping she gave me the right stuff. Fingers crossed. It cost almost 10€ to mail all of them, plus the cost of buying them.
One last thing, about the tram driver from the other day, he thought I meant a different street, there is a Berggasse, and Burggasse, one of them is on the route and other isn't.
It's almost 3 o'clock and I have no plans for the day, I might just take it easy, I was so tired yesterday. I actually napped on Lisa's couch. So yesterday, our Mozart day turned out to be a bust. The museum we wanted to go to is closed until Jan 2006. Boo-urns to that. We went to an photo exhibition instead. The pics were of Paris by Henri Cartier- Bresson. It was neat, and in the same museum we say some religious figurines from the Stephandom (I guess stuff that was salvaged during the rescontruction after WW2). They also had the original stain glass windows well some of them. It was neat, there were also medieval armour, including a horse's armour. We also checked out the Succession building.
We got kebabs for lunch at the Nachtmarkt (A big food market. Kebabs are really popular here. I haven't seen them in Canada like here. They make it on a spit, and they just shave the meat off and serve it in a bun. It was ok. Lisa bought us these chocolate covered sish kababs, that was really good. It had bananas, strawberries and grapes on mine. She has this thing where fruit stand guys tend to like her, and so there are certain ones she can't go to. It's quite funny. Speaking of food I have found the European heart attack on a plate: a käsekrainer. A cheese infused sausage, it is so good, I had one for lunch today. The sausage here is served in essentially a hollowed out loaf of bread! Crazy!
Anyways at the market yesterday I actually was able to haggle with a vendor, and got her to knock 5€ of the price of a necklace charm. I am quite proud of myself.
At night,after checking out the scene infront of the City Hall (Rathaus) we went to the karnter strasse, near the Stephansdom, to ring in the new year. It was frigging INSANE! So many people. Lisa's friend had told us, don't bring anything valuable with you, so I left everything at home, including my jewellery. Lisa said she felt so many hands in her pockets, I didn't feel anything, then again, I had a think sweater on. Some guy grabbed her ass, and this one guy was hitting on me, but I was not interested.
The people are f-ing nuts here. It was so strange to see people drinking in the streets, with no regulations. Mind you I was also drinking champagne, (the bottom of my cheap plastic glass popped off as I was making my way through the crowds. They were letting off fireworks in the street long before midnight, so it was hard to tell when it was actually new years, you couldn't even hear the church bells ring, or any sort of count down over the people and the firecrackers. It was different than back home, no kissing, or playing of auld lang syne. They play a Strauß waltz here, but I don't remember what one. It didn't feel like new years with out a proper countdown.
I tried to call home but the phone card that I bought, had no pin on it, so I couldn't. I did use Lisa's phone for two seconds. I would have got my parents to call me back, but apparently it is like $40 for 15 minutes, Lisa's parents call her all the time, and are insane refusing to buy a phone card. It would only be 5 o6 cents per minute with one. Their phone bill was $300 last month!
I paid 10€ for my card, and the guys only have me 9€ back I won't be coming here again, if that's what they are like! I ended up staying at Lisa's last night. (By the way Lisa lives near Beethoven's apartment). On the way back I actually broke down and used a pay toliet! Ugh!Desperate times call for desperate measures.
There is a Beethoven concert tonight, his 9th symphony(Ode to Joy), but the tickets are all sold out. And there is no other one. Damn. They are bigger on Strauß and Mozart here. They have a couple of Mozart's operas playing this month, I might go catch one, but I want to go to see The Marriage of Figaro, but I will be in Paris when it starts. (I will be in Paris in like 3 weeks!)The Mozart museum we tried to go to is where Mozart wrote the his Figaro opera. I guess I will see another one. Standing seats of course, lets not get extravegant. This whole opera thing has me thinking of Kaarlo- the radio station general manager, who passed away in November, he was a big opera lover, and he told me he likes Vienna better than Paris. I thought of him when I was at the ballet the other day, and wondered if he ever went there, and if he did where did he sit.
I am so looking forward to going to Paris. Lisa said she is going to come visit me. We are thinking of planning a day trip to Bratislava, Slovakia, and are thinking of meeting up in Italy.
As to someone's comments about this being detailed and long. I know it will drive some of you insane, but I want to remember as much as I can, and when I am older, I might not remember all the details. Don't forget to write your name in the comments so I know who it is.
I am hoping the post cards I mailed out will actually get mailed, I am not sure if I put enough postage, I told the woman at the Tabak (tabacco shop- which are everwhere) it was going to Canada, so I am hoping she gave me the right stuff. Fingers crossed. It cost almost 10€ to mail all of them, plus the cost of buying them.
One last thing, about the tram driver from the other day, he thought I meant a different street, there is a Berggasse, and Burggasse, one of them is on the route and other isn't.
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