Blink: Christmas In Vienna

Blink: Christmas In Vienna

Tugging my winter hat over my ears, I reached for my puff coat and slipped my arms in. The Florida sunshine giggled at me as it beamed through the curtains of my bedroom, and I shook my head. Christmas and December meant snow. And cold. And if I couldn’t be where it was, I’d imagine myself there. And nothing helps imagination more than reality. I zipped up my coat and tapped my booted heels together. Blink, blink, squeeeeeze tight. Cool air...
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Eat Your Way Through Vienna: 10 Restaurants

Vienna & Food

I love eating my way through cities, and I’m thrilled to share with you my favorite restaurants in Vienna. If you’ve been following along for a while, then you know that I lived near Vienna for over a year. And I fell head over heels in love with this beautiful city. Maybe if I had stayed longer, the stars in my eyes would have faded, but I’m not so sure. Recently, I’ve been missing Vienna. Therefore, I’m inviting you to...
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Tourist vs. Traveler

The words “tourist” and “traveler” are not interchangeable. If you travel or want to travel, you probably have an ideal plan of how you want to see your destination. Maybe an all-expenses-paid tour? A food-focused trip? A DIY meandering? Each word defines a certain way of traveling, and they’re not the same. A couple of weeks ago (on my most recent travel), I had just seated myself at the table for the evening’s fine dining experience after exchanging greetings with...
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Vienna: Pay with a Poem

Vienna: Pay with a Poem

Living in Vienna is a dream come true, and there is always something going on, like Julius Meinl’s Pay with a Poem campaign for World Poetry Day. Here’s the video ad that stopped me from skipping to the youtube video I wanted to see. As a lover of words, I’m so behind this idea, and I only wish I loved coffee and tea more. This isn’t just happening in Vienna, though. It’s happening wherever Julius Meinl is served. I’m hoping...
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When You Feel Thin With Nothing Else To Give

Have you ever felt thin? I’m not talking about physically thin or a tummy-devoid-of-food thin. I’m speaking of being stretched so tightly from one thing to the other that you are certain that you will tear soon. That there is no more wiggle room, just tight thinness. I am a hollow person walking. Skin on bones hiding the empty. And then, there is the world with its aches and pains, crying out for humanity to rise up to care for...
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What I’ve Learned From Austrians

I better start this off with a quick note that I still haven’t learned everything I can learn from Austrians. And this first post will probably only brush the surface, but coming up on my 4-month-anniversary of living here, I wanted to take a moment to appreciate this country and culture. Austrians keep to themselves. In some places, you are socially pressured to acknowledge every human being you pass on the street, even waving at drivers. I consider myself a friendly...
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Stumbling Around Culture Shock

Do you know that one girl (or maybe your mom) who just has these crazy expectations–flat out impossible to fulfill? Yeah, that’s not my mom. That’s me. I expect some pretty big things from myself. Never from you. Just from me honestly. For example, I often end up hating my body because I still can’t do 5 chin-ups. A measly five! But then again, I also hate working out. And then, there’s this impossible belief that I should instantly understand...
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Der Naschmarkt (A Giant Flea Market)

The last time I was in Austria, my acquaintances kept asking me if I had visited the Naschmarkt. Naturally, I had no idea what they were talking about since my German is limited to “Guten Morgen” and “Wedersehn” (which is really only the shortened form of good-bye). But I was able to deduce that we were talking about some sort of market because let’s be honest “market” and “markt” aren’t so different. It only happens on Saturdays, but it happens...
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American Cell Phone to Austrian Handy

Adjusted to the time zone. Rented the flat. Survived job orientation. What else could a girl need? And then that moment comes, when a new friend asks for your phone number. Um, my phone isn’t set up yet. But friend me on Facebook? But maybe you just aren’t to that level yet of being actual Facebook friends, and maybe a phone number and a phone carrier would be better. But how do you do that in a foreign country? First...
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A Glimpse of Vienna’s Public Transport

As an American, I have very little experience with public transportation. It never made sense when I lived in America because I had to drive to whichever station I planned on using. But in Europe, and Austria specifically, things are different. The train station is walking distance from my flat (apartment for all you Americans), and once in the city, my ticket covers riding buses, trams, and the u-bahn (the underground). If these types of transportation don’t work, I have...
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