I made an egg this morning. The yolk was orange. Apparently that's how they're supposed to be, but Americans love to fuck with shit. We also didn't have a spatula so I used a cake slicer instead. Squeezing the juice, as Kent would say.
German class was a little rough this morning. I LOVE LOVE LOVE the German language, everything about it makes me happy. The way it sounds, the way it feels, the culture associated with it. Everything. But this morning I made the mistake of going to Starbucks like the tourist that I am. A black iced coffee in Wien is just as much espresso as will fit in a grande cup plus ice. So, as a result, I was super exhausted (from tossing and turning in the heat all night) as well as UNBELIEVABLY caffeinated from my four shots of espresso. Not a recipe for forming coherent sentences in German.
After class I felt a little more sane and me and a few friends grabbed some lunch and then headed over to the Kunsthistorisches Museum (National Gallery of Art) for a guided tour with one of the IES faculty. The museum itself is gorgeous. That's the difference between America and Europe. Their art museum is, in itself, history and art.
It was REALLY cool, but we were all beyond tired and beyond hot so it was a little grueling towards the end. It also didn't help that Dr. Benesch (the faculty member taking us around) would scold us for sitting down. Or taking pictures. Or trying to analyze the paintings. For example:
Dr Benesch: "Where is the jester in the painting heading towards?"
Students: "To the light?
"To salvation?"
"To happiness?"
Dr Benesch: "No... to the left..."
(pointing with vigor)
After the museum we schlepped back to school (in the still paralyzing heat) and spent the next three hours resting, practicing, and getting ready for our performance workshop auditions. This evening was the audition time for the singers, but all the kids in the entire music program have to attend. Which means that I'll have to be their for all of THEIR auditions too, mmmm, fun times for the next three evenings. The auditions lasted from 5:30 to 7:30 and overall I think they went really well! Mostly everyone is very talented and I'm super excited to work with them :D
Now here comes the best part. Right next to the IES center is a little kebap shop. Kebap is basically like Turkish gyro-type meat and they make gyro-type sandwiches. (BUT IT'S KEBAP). A bunch of us went over to grab delicious sandwiches and I got out my camera to take this picture:
The "Kebap man" got peeved that I wasn't taking a picture of him, which resulted in this picture:
AND THEN. A little boy came over asking for money to buy a sandwich. Literally, just this afternoon I was having a conversation with some friends about homelessness and poverty and how I don't give people money, but I will always buy them food if they ask for it. So here's my opportunity right? Our Kebap friend was standing down the street talking to someone when I tried to call him over. Logically, since I've already been inside his stand, he motions for ME to make the sandwich.
I don't know about you, but I'm all about teamwork:
We ended up cutting it in half so he could share it with his brother. And my Kebap friend (er heißt Mattu? Mesmin?) wouldn't even let me pay for it. The only downside to this whole experience was that now I'm pretty sure Kebap will become a staple in my diet while I'm here in Österreich. Wait, what, how is that a downside?
Walking home we also passed a BEAST street band, playing the theme music from The Last of the Mohicans. WIN.
Now Ilana, Belle, Sarah, and I are sitting around Sarah and my's kitchen table, browsing facebook, watching old clips of SNL, and eating frozen grapes (SO COLD NOM). They're also drinking warm wine out of coffee mugs. Epitome of class right here.
Happy, joyous, and free.
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