SO... I actually had someone demand to know what happened on Saturday so after some long thinking Here was Sammstag in detail:
Saturday:
So after a night of drinking and having insane amounts of fun, I awoke at 7:30 to get my ass ready for a long educational/interesting day! I had high hopes and I must say about 75% of those hopes were met. Nothing ever goes exactly how you want it to but things can still work out for the best? That sentence makes no sense...
So at 8 my buddy comes in my room (I totally forgot to lock the door last night, drunkeness will do that to a person, also getting to talk to friends who are a huge distraction in your life can do that too) and says "HEY!!! YOU ARE A MINUTE LATE AND PROF IS WORRIED! He texted me that morning so I don't know why he was freaking out. We were on time to *almost* everything. I know my contempt is oozing all over my keyboard, but I'm trying very hard to write this exactly as it happened and not pollute my blog with opinions all over this posting... So once we all gathered in the lobby we went aus dem haus and to the U-Bahn station. Hop a train and then we go the wrong way on the next train. Leadership skills were kind of lacking but in defense it was 8am and a late night. I still had at least half of last nights alcohol pulsing through my system anyways. So we finally get to the OBB (train station) and then we got our tickets and I got a gatorade. It was time to start putting the electrolytes back into my body cause I didn't want to feel super shitty later. Haha, I should have drinken more than one. So 9AM rolls around and we get on the train. I had serious concerns about the train because I'm paranoid about getting on the wrong one. I was armed with my readyness to be thrown off the train and was being a negative nancy, or debbie downer whichever you prefer. But once the ticketmeister came through and didn't throw us off I had no more angst.
So we arrived in Melk after a nice nap and some laughs on the train. We get out and the city/town (whatever) was a really beautiful place. Gorgeous in fact! I loved every minute of it. Well, the only part I didn't love was that my prof said flippy floppies would be totally kosher, and then we had to walk up a giant hill. That part wasn't fun. My feet hurt. But the view and the tour of the Cloister Abbey was really really really beautiful. It was designed in the style of Baroque and since they were so broke back then, only 8lbs of gold was used in the entire Abbey. Things were made quite cheaply, but effectively. It was amazing. Breathtaking! We toured the whole thing and I even got to sit through about a minute of noon prayers. We got some amazing photos, and the main church was the most amazing thing I have seen. So many colors, so many breathtaking sights! I seriously can't even believe how awesome it was. I did get a little grumpy though when I was shooed out of Afternoon prayers to be ushered out and off to lunch, but I guess it was for the greater good. The lunch I ate was super delicious and I even snapped some pics of it! The walk down the hill wasn't the best walk, and nobody was giving us any information. We were trying to find a place to eat that was "reasonable" and at that point we just got frustrated because everybody was hungry, hot, sweaty, and grumpy. So when we finally got some little bit of info and we walked to a restaurant that was actually kinda expensive I didn't care what the price is, so I just grumped out and pulled a toddler and just said "I'm eating here, with you or without you."
So after we ate lunch there was a mini rush to the Boat. On my way to the boat you know what I did. I sang "I'm on a boat" by Lonely Island. I was able to entertain a few folks so it was totally worth it. I never thought I'd be on a boat... On a big blue watery road. But yeah, its all good. So we get to the ticket line, half our group already has tickets and then we find out "oh, scramble time! boat leaves in 10 minutes! get your shit and run!" Then we find out that we ran to go stand in a 20 minute line. How exciting. So all panic aside, we made it on the boat, and old people WILL trample you. Especially if you are young. So we get on the boat, and we see some castles, and fancy looking homes. Some naked people and speed boats. Just a normal day at the river I guess! Took more photos of all the lovely things. We arrive at destination. Destination: town of doom. I really don't know what the name of the place was. At that point I was tired and grumpy. I just wanted to get on the train out to Vienna. But whats that? its a 20 minute walk to the Bahnhof, and lookie there... 5 minutes til the next train leaves. I was stuck in this town for 2 hours too long. I was on the edge of reason, walked next to some child that was tooting her recorder at the highest possible pitch for 10 minutes straight... Then we are walking in the heat getting sweatier and nastier. We finally gather and decide on going to some place the professor wants to go to. So we clamber up a hill only to find out that the place is C-L-O-S-E-D. Someone said it was closed for the summer. At this point my eye was probably bulging out of my face. I was angry, my feet hurt, and then we still had to wait for the train. We ended up at some brau haus and we ate there which temporarily relieved me of my frustration and irritations. It kind of felt like it was a domino effect. One thing right after the other. At least there was the train ride back. That was actually really fun.
So when we left the brau haus (I had a fanta, I drank out of stress and it made me feel besser) I was on a mission. I led the group quickly and quietly to the train. Stayed at the front... I knew that if I fell to the middle of the group I would just start gaining that sensation of becoming Liam Neeson. So I just kept my mouth shut and trudged ahead with my trusty sidekick :) We started getting delirious from the tired-ocity and started laughing about all the stupid shit thats been happening. Why not? Gotta go and brush your shoulders off. So we get to the train station, and we wait. In the sun. With some inconsiderate smoker smoking all over us. Who cares... almost there. So, the train arrives and I happily grab a seat, and then the delirium really starts to set in.
So we are sitting there, and I'm gazing out the window and we are flying past a ton of crops. So I start naming them. CORN. CORN. SPINACH. SUNFLOWERS!!! and that would just repeat itself over and over again. I grew silent then the sunflowers started popping up a lot more often. I started singing to them. "Sunflowers you make meh so happeh!!" Serious delirium setting in. But all in all the giggles in the train made things seem a little bit better. Towards the end of our ride some dirty frenchmen got on the train. They were creeping on one of my classmates and I was watching them the whole time. So being me I started talking to them. "What are you doing?" he claimed he wanted to see what was in the next seat and that it was very nice. They said I was very nice too. not that I would give two shits what they thought. They conversed with me because apparently I was the leader. They said "what are you doing here?" and I was telling them we were just travelling for a week, I was from california and that I was headed to germany next. Oh the lies that come spewing out of my mouth. I don't appreciate dirty frenchmen that creep on my buddies so obviously I am protecting all of us. I wanted to tell them they needed to thank us for saving their smelly country from the Nazis, but I figured not starting an international incident would be the best policy.
After we got to our stop I sprung off the train and ran to the subway. We got off at our stop and went into our respective rooms. I decided to dump my photos onto the computer. Do everything like I normally do. oh, but wait... Something weird happened. The program froze. I check everything, and the scariest words come up that could possibly come up during a photo dump. PROGRAM NOT RESPONDING. I did everything I could. I even tried to recover my damaged data. They were gone. all 150 photos were just GONE. That was the icing on the cake. Thats where I really lost it and started crying. I will go through hell and back as long as I can take photos, but when my one souvenir gets taken from me, ripped from my hands... Thats it. I cracked. So now, I renounce my dell products and microsoft. I will sell them when I get back to the states and I will purchase a macbook. Sorry PC. That was the straw that broke the camels back. You just ruined my day. I could have said it was just a rollercoaster of emotions and ended on a high note, but no, you had to go and make sure my day turned to utter shit. Its time to upgrayedd.
But yes. A serious lack of knowing what the hell was going on was gnawing on me for a long time, but the loss of my precious photos was about the last thing I could handle. I can't deal with that. Hell to the naw. Talking to my friends back home did seriously help me put my head back on straight, and one even managed to make me laugh. But now all I can do is steal photos from other peoples albums. and post them like they were mine...
Das ist alles.
Alyssa
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