There are days abroad when everything I see is amazing. I love the small shops, the cobblestone streets, hearing German wherever I go, and everything else that is going on around me. And then there are, of course, those days where everything annoys me. I don't really let it get me down. It's all part of living in a foreign country.
As you can tell from my last post, I am beginning to feel more at home. What has really helped me is spending time with a Catholic church group for University students. I have met lots of nice people, including Verena. She is also 23 and we seem to have a lot in common. This past weekend she took the train back home to visit her parents, and she asked me to join her. After about an hour on the train we arrived in her small village, where her father picked us up to take her to her house. When we got home her mother and her little sister were there to greet us. We had a nice dinner and then went to bed relatively early, since the busy week had tired us out. On Saturday she took me to the downtown area, on the water with a beautiful view of the mountains. So idyllic. I spent a long time just staring out into the distance. It looked so much like I painting I was tempted to pinch myself to see if it was real. It's that kind of moment that makes study abroad so worthwhile. Just discovering the beauty of other parts of the world.
She and I walked along the water front in the bitter cold, and then warmed up over hot chocolate in a cafe with a view of the waterfront and the lovely, snow-capped mountains. It was something out of an old Audrey Hepburn film. Just too good to be true :)
The rest of the weekend involved lots of studying (or in my case, procrastinating), as we have exams this week. Actually, as I write this, I should be studying. How typical.
With love from Salzburg,
Molly
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