So, we live here...

Another great day... but before I get to that... We had our first day with kids on Thursday, it went great! Class sizes seem small, most around 15 kids, teachers seemed relaxed, kids happy. Ahhh, such a great environment! Friday was good too, it's nice to start getting back into work and have a job that I actually really care about. I knew I was unhappy the last couple of years, but now that I am away from it and in a school that is so awesome, I can really see how draining it was and how much it affected my whole life. I almost feel like a different person. 

I looked at a few apartments on Friday night, I loved one of the places, but am not sure about the location. It's fine for getting to work, there's definitely some bars and restaurants that look fun within walking distance, but then again... it's right near the Gurtel, great for public transport and if you need a prostitute, they're right there too... So, we'll see. I'm going to see 3 other places on Monday. One of them is in the perfect location and seems like it would be great, but the kitchen is "old" and I'm not real sure what that means. I'd really like to get a place but am actually a little scared to move out of Steph's place, I'm really worried I'll be lonely and also that all of a sudden I'll realize that I live here, this is my life, and that might freak me out. 

Saturday was relaxing, just spent the day debating the big issues in life, should I go to Hawaii for Christmas? Cut my hair? You know, the important things. Then we ended up having this crazy night out. We hadn't really gone out in Vienna yet, so we made plans to meet up with one of Steph's friends (note to self, don't agree to meet someone at a U bahn station... you must be more specific) and had a drink at some bar. Then we went and tried to find this bar that some friends were at and a guy from school was playing in a band, but we couldn't find it. Probably because I wrote down the wrong number address... and we ended up at this little Mexican bar. The bartender decided he wanted to be our new best friend and the best way to do that is to give us endless free shots and samples of all the mixed drinks he was making. We were not loving Luis this morning! When we left the bar I insisted that I knew how to get home. Well, I was totally wrong. We ended up very far away from home at a McDonald's eating ice cream and french fries... we took a taxi home. 

Sunday was hilarious. We woke up and were just laughing about the previous night. Clearly my two drink limit was forgotten. Our neighbor, Chris, knocked on our door and invited us to go sailing. We ended up throwing on some clothes and had an awesome day. First we grabbed some pizza and ate it on a park bench, then we sailed, then drinks on a pier and then we wandered back to the area where I thought I lost my phone the night before, and we found it! Yeah! So, back to the sailing part... I would not say I'd make a great sailor. I had no idea what I was doing and was convinced that I was about to be knocked out at any moment, or do something wrong and tip the boat. When we got back to the apartment, Steph was laughing and said something about how I didn't speak the whole time. Well, no, I was concentrating on not killing us. After we sailed for about an hour, we went and grabbed a drink at this great little place and sat on a pier with our feet in the water and just relaxed. It was great! While we were sitting on the bench eating lunch in front of this beautiful church Steph just said,  so, we live here now....

and, I couldn't be happier!