Well, not all of us, but certainly some and most certainly me - was for my fate to be decided by the powers that be based on the other side of the world about the remainder of my Austrian life. Ask and ye shall receive; as hoped, I will be extending my time here by another 4 months - more money, more time. I'm happy, my friends here are happy, and my parents get more time to do their home renovations. So they should too be happy but I am not sure. Apartment also sorted, so now just the flights to be fixed. I'll lose money there, but will make it up with extra salary. Exact leaving date to be determined, but it will be some time in August.
Anyway, a huge relief also in that I don't have to figure out to pack an 87 sq. m. apartment into a broken 64 L backpack anytime soon.
And since I've been stuck here now almost an entire month (!), its time to start making all my lofty plans for everything I want to do before I leave. Morroco flights gone too expensive, I'll need to find another Easter destination, so any thoughts are welcome! leaning towards Turkey, middle east, etc. something poss in 4 days. Going tomorrow to get my passport sorted out (massive shocker here, its full!), so I can finally put an end to the delerium tremens i'm experiencing from the recent lack of travel! Cos sometimes, you just need to get OUT.
As the news came Thursday, there was some time for celebrations with friends this past weekend and we had a top night out, so its not been all too bleak staying here at the weekends! Hopefully some travel stories coming soon....
18 February, 2008
11 February, 2008
Of Elevators and Epiphanies - random thoughts that want out!
ok, perhaps Epiphany is maybe not the right word for something which is actually just a rediscovery of that which I have known for years (coming from someone with enough lifestyle changes to cover a century), but I went with it anyway for the purpose of alliteration in the title, har har.
Moving on then...(ok, this will also come out as a bit of a pun after, so getting all variations of speech in here!), but at my office, there are 2 types of lifts; which I will call the regular milk run service (i.e., stopping at every floor), and the express - which, when taken, is a direct ride to the top of the building. Which is where I work (fortunate for things like the gorgeous view, including sunsets at this time of year, and unfortunate for things like the non-express milk run lift and when hurricane-style winds hit).
This morning when I arrived, as usual (although I did arrive early, which is highly unusual), I pressed the button for both lifts. One of the normal ones gave its 'bing' arrival signal, although owing to early hour on Monday morning, I did not immediately realise and got to it just in time to see the doors clamp shut in front of my face with unwelcome efficiency, before i could either do the arm intervention or last minute button press. Typical, I thought (these melancholy mondays, tch), as no one really likes having doors shut on them, especially right in their face like this.
However, almost immediately after this one left, the lofty express made its presence known; which meant, I would get the better and more efficient option after all.
And all sorts of clichés went through my mind; first and foremost the obvious; when one door closes on you, another one opens. And, as was the case today (literally and figuratively speaking in my case), the new door opening was far and away better than the old one closing. And, that something happening that seems like a bad thing, may end up leaving you better off. Patience pays. (yeah, its a tall enough building for all these thoughts to pass through). Arriving to a sunrise after being in the dark for a while...another symbolic sort of thing along these lines.
Most of this is now prevalent to me, as I'm reaching the end of my time here; closing that door; and hoping for better things behind that new one which will be opening (and to not hover in that old closed door at all..for as I once heard, people who hover in doorways aren't coming from anywhere, nor or are they going anywhere). And at this point, I'd hate to be on the latter end of that spectrum.
So. Maybe a little coincidence, maybe I'm just a little too sleep deprived, or maybe, its time to start putting to fruition the next step. And putting it down in words, maybe this commits me somehow. So yes. No more playing on facebook today; It's time to do some research and put my plan for a new life in the sun, water and warmth - people and weather (ie, polar opposite of here!) into play. Onward and upward - the tunnel may now be longer but there is a light at the end of it nevertheless.
(nb: own random thoughts, but hopefully might encourage others in the same boat as I am ;-))
Moving on then...(ok, this will also come out as a bit of a pun after, so getting all variations of speech in here!), but at my office, there are 2 types of lifts; which I will call the regular milk run service (i.e., stopping at every floor), and the express - which, when taken, is a direct ride to the top of the building. Which is where I work (fortunate for things like the gorgeous view, including sunsets at this time of year, and unfortunate for things like the non-express milk run lift and when hurricane-style winds hit).
This morning when I arrived, as usual (although I did arrive early, which is highly unusual), I pressed the button for both lifts. One of the normal ones gave its 'bing' arrival signal, although owing to early hour on Monday morning, I did not immediately realise and got to it just in time to see the doors clamp shut in front of my face with unwelcome efficiency, before i could either do the arm intervention or last minute button press. Typical, I thought (these melancholy mondays, tch), as no one really likes having doors shut on them, especially right in their face like this.
However, almost immediately after this one left, the lofty express made its presence known; which meant, I would get the better and more efficient option after all.
And all sorts of clichés went through my mind; first and foremost the obvious; when one door closes on you, another one opens. And, as was the case today (literally and figuratively speaking in my case), the new door opening was far and away better than the old one closing. And, that something happening that seems like a bad thing, may end up leaving you better off. Patience pays. (yeah, its a tall enough building for all these thoughts to pass through). Arriving to a sunrise after being in the dark for a while...another symbolic sort of thing along these lines.
Most of this is now prevalent to me, as I'm reaching the end of my time here; closing that door; and hoping for better things behind that new one which will be opening (and to not hover in that old closed door at all..for as I once heard, people who hover in doorways aren't coming from anywhere, nor or are they going anywhere). And at this point, I'd hate to be on the latter end of that spectrum.
So. Maybe a little coincidence, maybe I'm just a little too sleep deprived, or maybe, its time to start putting to fruition the next step. And putting it down in words, maybe this commits me somehow. So yes. No more playing on facebook today; It's time to do some research and put my plan for a new life in the sun, water and warmth - people and weather (ie, polar opposite of here!) into play. Onward and upward - the tunnel may now be longer but there is a light at the end of it nevertheless.
(nb: own random thoughts, but hopefully might encourage others in the same boat as I am ;-))
Sunrise: Into the light
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