The season has officially begun, the snow has fallen and the lifts are running. Oh and also, I have a place to live and a job. Looks like I'll be staying here for awhile. More to follow...
Monday, December 01, 2008
THERE'S SNOW!!!!
The season has officially begun, the snow has fallen and the lifts are running. Oh and also, I have a place to live and a job. Looks like I'll be staying here for awhile. More to follow...
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Settling Down For a Bit (hopefully)
Its been awhile since I’ve made a post on this blog. That isn’t to say that nothing notable has happened since last time. In fact, quite the opposite. I’ve managed to make my way through Hungary, Slovenia and then finally arriving in Athens to meet my parents.
Traveling with them was frantic and fast… A pace that I wasn’t expecting but one that I easily embraced. The opportunity to forego the poverties that I had become so accustomed too and relish in the three star life that I suddenly found myself in was just too tempting. All at once, minibars (whether free or not), ensuite bathrooms, and made up rooms (daily) were part of my life. Something that just a couple weeks ago, much less months, I never could have imagined. Best of all, I got to really travel with my parents. A chance to show them a taste of my life for the past 10 months.
But like all good things, this came to an end abruptly and all too soon. Tossed out on my own, again, I made the decision to haul ass to Austria. I had had dreams of working in an Alpen ski resort for many months. Consequently, along my entire trip I had been asking people for advice, recommendations and pretty much any info I could get my hands on. St. Anton quickly became the name that I heard the most.
With nothing but a location and a name, I turned up. Arriving in the midst of a light snow, instantly set the mood but made my shelter search that much more miserable. Off a tip, I managed to find a house that “many a ski bum has gotten their start.” After 3 hours of walking, the woman who ran the place almost turned me away but apparently, she couldn’t do it because I looked too miserable. Luckily as the snow started to come down harder I had managed to procure a roof in exchange for 1.5hrs of work a day. It was a short term arrangement but it was something.
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There is a band that for years I’ve found myself listening to in times of transition. I really cant explain why but their music has joined me on my drive from Texas to Colorado, Colorado back to Texas (for the last time) and then Texas to DC and back again. For some reason, it seems to fit and I rarely find myself listening to them otherwise. In this period of uncertainty, I find myself listening to them again.
I’m truly unsure of what awaits me in the coming weeks but I’m optimistic. I’ve been told that people in my situation typically do a lot of dishwashing and snow shoveling to get by. If nothing else I’ll do my best during the days and at night crank up my iPod (after the bars of course). I’ve found inspiration before in unlikely places but this time I’m drawing on something that only feels familiar in times of unfamiliarity.
Traveling with them was frantic and fast… A pace that I wasn’t expecting but one that I easily embraced. The opportunity to forego the poverties that I had become so accustomed too and relish in the three star life that I suddenly found myself in was just too tempting. All at once, minibars (whether free or not), ensuite bathrooms, and made up rooms (daily) were part of my life. Something that just a couple weeks ago, much less months, I never could have imagined. Best of all, I got to really travel with my parents. A chance to show them a taste of my life for the past 10 months.
But like all good things, this came to an end abruptly and all too soon. Tossed out on my own, again, I made the decision to haul ass to Austria. I had had dreams of working in an Alpen ski resort for many months. Consequently, along my entire trip I had been asking people for advice, recommendations and pretty much any info I could get my hands on. St. Anton quickly became the name that I heard the most.
With nothing but a location and a name, I turned up. Arriving in the midst of a light snow, instantly set the mood but made my shelter search that much more miserable. Off a tip, I managed to find a house that “many a ski bum has gotten their start.” After 3 hours of walking, the woman who ran the place almost turned me away but apparently, she couldn’t do it because I looked too miserable. Luckily as the snow started to come down harder I had managed to procure a roof in exchange for 1.5hrs of work a day. It was a short term arrangement but it was something.
___________________
There is a band that for years I’ve found myself listening to in times of transition. I really cant explain why but their music has joined me on my drive from Texas to Colorado, Colorado back to Texas (for the last time) and then Texas to DC and back again. For some reason, it seems to fit and I rarely find myself listening to them otherwise. In this period of uncertainty, I find myself listening to them again.
I’m truly unsure of what awaits me in the coming weeks but I’m optimistic. I’ve been told that people in my situation typically do a lot of dishwashing and snow shoveling to get by. If nothing else I’ll do my best during the days and at night crank up my iPod (after the bars of course). I’ve found inspiration before in unlikely places but this time I’m drawing on something that only feels familiar in times of unfamiliarity.
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