I spent some time relaxing in Mirabell Gardens. While on my way out of the Gardens, some probably American was mimicking the operatic sounds of vocalises floating over from the building next door. Fabulous! I wandered around a bit in New Town and eventually ended back in Altstadt where I found some dinner and a nice glass of much-needed wine at a little cafe. I finally ate my first real meal since leaving the States. (For some reason, when I travel, I can't eat much in the beginning. Maybe it's the anxiety of it all. Keine Ahnung.) What amused me the most is that as I was sitting there, I realized that my waiter was wearing lederhosen, which appeared to be his typical daily attire, and the sign for the cafe had a picture of an Oscar award. Random.
It started to rain in the evening. Just a light sprinkle. And then there was a rainbow arching out from the Fortress.
Gratitude 237
The curator for the auditions was an angel to the overwhelming and frustrating day. He helped me when I was completely at a loss. Thank you, Mr. Dude, whose name I never caught. I really appreciate it. Even if things didn't ultimately turn out well.
On a final note, I just want to ask for you to withhold the patronizing remarks and the questions. I don't really want to talk about it. If and when I do, I'll let you know. Please and thank you.
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