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Life is weird. That is one of my mantras. In Vienna it is just a different kind of weird.

Everything is old. Okay, not everything. They do have a commercial, up-to-date district, but overall the Viennese love the past. They call it conservatism. This means that the buildings in both my districts are out of a Mozart movie. The buildings that line the streets are generally four to five stories, no space between them except for streets, and look like they come from 200-300 years ago. The streets here are mostly einbahn, or one way. This is good, it means you only have to look one way when crossing the street.

Speaking of crossing the street, everyone walks and takes public transport here. I don't know of anyone with their own car, yet. I assume perhaps a teacher does. Taking the U-Bahn (subway) or S-Bahn (trams on the surface) or a Bus (bus) is extremely inexpensive. You can get a weeklong pass for €14 (about $20, right now) that covers any and all types of transport. You find a route or U-bahn entrance near you and take it as close as you can get to your destination, then you walk the rest of the way. At each stop I've been to, something comes every 8 minutes or so. They are also very punctual.

There is a certain etiquette for riding public transport. Mainly: be quiet, not too happy, and don't touch anyone, if possible. When you get in, find a seat or standing place and when you are at your stop move towards the exit. If someone is in the way make a movement to alert them or ask them to move. Also, a wide stance is helpful to keep your balance.

Where I am, a music school right outside a major tourist street, there is a lot of music. Someone is always practicing inside. And when the weather is nice, like now (a balmy 82 F degree high today, they think it's hot) there are plenty of buskers (street performers). I have seen some pretty interesting instruments being played.

Also, I have seen more nudity on statues and paintings here than in my entire life. I saw my first naked angel my second day here. The ceilings are never boring. There is always some type of decoration or painting on them.

People here are very security-conscious. Keys are expensive and, therefore, important. You must always shut/lock the door and turn out the lights. Most people here are friendly (freundlich) and helpful, in my experience. It is better if you know what you want. Eating out is expensive, groceries are not, plan accordingly. Most everything here above €15 seems expensive because of the conversion rate.

I could get even more specific, but I want to go home and eat.

Talk at you again soon.
Greeny
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As of 10am Friday (that's 3am for you central time folks), I have been in Vienna, safe and sound. I'm going to move to a different computer. brb   
Okay. There is so much different here. I made a list: light switches, toilets, computer keyboards (z and y are switched, among other things), the language, subway etiquette, obsessions with Mozart. I could go on, but I won't. How about I describe the past four days?
Thursday: 10am: Went to the airport with Mom and Dad, talked after checking in. Got a sticky roll. Boarded the plane to Atlanta. Talked to the nice dude I was sitting beside. He suggested I go exploring where there are no tourists or cities. 2:30pm: Arrived in Atlanta, read, and got dinner. I was halfway through my burrito when the plane people announced that there would be dinner served on the plane. So, I wrapped it up for later. 5pm: Boarded the plane for Vienna. Dad, you are completely right about the legroom of an exit row, thanks. My seatmate this time was a nice lady named Olga. She was on her way to Czechoslovakia to show her niece around where she grew up. We talked a bit, read a bit, ate dinner and watched "Mad Money" ('twas pretty funny). Then we tried to sleep, gave up, and read some more. I finally tried using the eye cover thing the airline gave us, it worked pretty well...for an hour and a half, and then they were serving breakfast. 10am/3am(c): We arrived in Vienna. Thank you to Olga for telling me that bathrooms are called water closets in Vienna (abbrev. WC). Then another IES student, Brooke, randomly found me at the bus, and we found our way to the IES office. I was existing purely on backup energy at this point. There was meeting other girls and walking up and down the street to pass time. Then orientation happened, and we chose/were assigned housing. I now live in an apartment with four rooms and seven people that is about 30 minutes away from IES. We took a taxi there, talked to the landlord (Elinor from NY), went to the grocery store, unpacked, and crashed. Jet lag is like an anchor, dragging me down.
I need to go practice and register for classes, more on everything later.
Greenz.

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