Sunday, 2006 May 28 11:53 PM CEST — Mittersill, Salzburg AUSTRIA
So, the Schloß is pretty freakin' sweet! It's so easy to get lost in this place, and that's what I've been trying to do these past few weeks in these major German cities. In addition, the meals are also freakin' sweet. Yeah, I highly recommend it Austria. Each home is given fifty euros by the government each year to improve their flower boxes outside of their windows just so that you have something pretty to look at when you enter Austria.
Anyway, I slept in pretty late, but still made it up in time for breakfast. A few hours later, there was a church service for the guests of the Schloß. It was really the balance of the Catholic service in Würzburg and the ultra-low-Protestant service in Berlin. The members of the congregation were from all different places on the globe and brought this with them to the service. I liked that part.
For the rest of the day, we took a hike up to some sort of waterfall that was pretty freakin' sweet too. There were numerous places where you could just stand beside the waterfall and get freakin' soaked by the freakin' myst that had been generated from the freakin' water constantly hitting the freakin' rocks. After the long hike up the mountain, we stopped in at some freakin' sweet café at the top of the mountain where Dr. Ostrander bought us all drinks. I had a freakin' sweet serving of some Almdudler. Once again, I would highly reccomend that you pick yourself up some Almdudler if you have the opportunity.
Other than the climb up the mountain, we really did nothing else today. We got back to the Schloß and wasted some time before dinner. After dinner, we watched a documentary about Dietrich Bonhoeffer. Then, I locked myself in the library to work on some assignments and use the much coveted Internet.
Currently listening to…
Experience Hendrix: The Best of Jimi Hendrix
By Jimi Hendrix
Released on Tuesday, 1998 November 3.
Currently watching…
Bonhoeffer
Directed by Martin Doblmeier
Released on Monday, 2003 October 20.
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