Yesterday was a short day. I woke up at noon, had breakfast/dinner then went to school to practice and get online. While there, a couple of us went to walk around town for little while. Our main goal was to get coffee. We ended up at Café Pamina (which is the leading female role in Mozart’s Magic Flute).
The college closes at six on the weekends, so I left shortly before. My next bus wasn’t coming for another 20 minutes. As it was such a beautiful day, I decided to walk until I the bus caught up with me. I walked for a little over half an hour, and the bus finally caught up with me 3 stops from home. I debated whether it was even worth taking it, but at that point I was tired, and hot from the sun. I arrived just in time to have dinner with the family. We then watched a bit of the news, had some dessert and coffee. Then I went up to my room to relax, clean, and get ready for bed.
This morning I caught an earlier bus to school so I could stop at Billa. We were having breakfast in class today to start discussing food. I picked up some milk (Milch) and cheese (Käse).
After class/breakfast I had a coaching in over at the Muffin Hostel which is the “dorm” some of the singers are staying at. We have a few music rooms in the basement for practicing and Professor Moteki teaches in a room there. It’s about a 15 min walk up the mountain and down as well… nothing like having to walk uphill both ways.
My allergies have started to bother me a little. It was a wonderful coaching, but my throat is a little scratchy. I’ve already had two cups of tea and three large bottles of water and its only just 12:30.
Lunch will be pretty soon… I wonder what we’re having today. The last couple of days I’ve been walking a lot. I can only hope I continue this trend for the rest of the time here with the amount of food they serve us. Austrians DO NOT like to waste food. I try to do my best to eat what ever is put in front of me. However, the portions they give us are quite large and I don’t eat much. I tend to eat smaller meals and snack.
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