I spent Christmas at home - the first with our newly extended family - which was delightful, albeit less peaceful than in recent years, and celebrated the New Year in Prague at the Taize European Meeting. As I approached my Viennese home on the tram, I wished myself away again, because arrival there meant the Beginning Of The End.
My diary for the next two weeks is distinctly Tetris-like, as I attempt to fit in farewells and make the most of my remaining time. In the last week I have been to the theatre three times, ice-skating, swing dancing, to my Wednesday Taize prayer service, practised the Viennese waltz in a park in preparation for the BOKU ball next Friday, seen my Paraguayan friend and her son, worked...Today I am going to Mondsee for the weekend (google it and be jealous).
I fly home on the 25th, have ten days to unpack, babysit, visit Oxford, repack and resuscitate my Spanish before I leave for summery Paraguay on the 5th February. This prospect is of course a very exciting and happy one! Apart from the accompanying packing. I really dislike packing.
There are plenty of things I haven't written about here yet because I have been too happily occupied doing them. So there may a few more Vienna-related posts before we move on to terere, and a possible overlap period.
Winter sunshine in Vienna |
A street musician in Prague |
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