5th-6th July 2016.
After my friend very politely told our host: “we don’t like cats”, he responded by saying, “Why? they’re nice animals. If you’re good to them, they’d be good to you” (hewo!!! Those words echoed in my ears for a really long time)
Was I magically expecting to hear, “Ok, I’d take them to the neighbours or my grandma’s place?”
Anyway, we followed him to the Farmer’s market where fairly used or unneeded items are resold for extremely affordable prices. Being an item/antique collector, it was one place my host loved to visit to pick up, you know: stuff.
*I later learned from a guide that there are 16 Farmers’ Markets in the city of Graz*
He showed us how to purchase tickets for trips within the city; the bus stop to the hospital and where to get off when returning home. “The name of our stop is, Wilfersdorf, ” he told us.
We then rode us through some fruit market and then to a store where we were only too glad to pick up food items. This we did and headed back home. The rest of the day was for cooking and rest indeed.
Sunday met us well. The fact that this was an officially German-speaking country, made my search for a public place of worship much more difficult. I just sat back home and joined a service online plus; it gave me the opportunity to see my sister again *sobs*
Lade and I took a walk to estimate how much time we’d need to reach the bus stop.
People! It was 20minutes! Well, for me, that wasn’t so bad but after what? 9-10months of intense school walks/work, it wasn’t the best feeling knowing you’d have to walk at least 20minutes to get to the bus stop(and subsequently ride in it for at least 20-25mins to the hospital) for the whole month.
This wasn’t made better knowing that some people lived 5 minutes on foot and some 20minutes in total away from the hospital.
(Cheers to every organisation sponsoring their med students who filled hostels up. I had paid for my accommodation and there was no chance for a refund so, no going back anyways ??. )
I kept taking photos. I was deeply fascinated by how green the place was. Green and beautiful… I can’t recall an actual fence in my neighbourhood. The houses were separated by plants and it was so beautiful. I did not, honestly did not stop to consider the distance… I just kept taking photos and I’d let them speak for themselves.
THE VERY HOUSE I LIVED IN?
IT WAS SURELY A BEAUTIFUL EVENING FOR THESE TWO OLDIES ❤️?❤️THEY SMILED AND WAVED AS WE PASSED BY…
GUESS WHO I SPOTTED ????
There were some things I was going to have to deal with and not bicker about:
- I had to make up my mind that I’d survive and probably, just probably, eventually befriend these cats.
(I couldn’t believe it when at about 11:15pm Sunday night, I heard the cat cry and I ran downstairs to open the door and feed it. I was AMAZED at myself!)
- The internet service on my room floor(the 3rd floor) was terribly bad. I had to turn the dining table on the first floor to my workstation( it kind of worked for me; at least, no lying on the bed to do any serious work just basically to sleep, dress, check out first/last minute messages, or watch a downloaded episode of H50 ❤️)
- I was going to wake up early, get ready for work and take that walk to catch up with the early bus
6:43am it was. This implied we were to leave home no later than 6:20am.
Well, the week beckoned and I was ready to ride…
Still unsure of what to expect, I spent a great deal of the night making my hair.
Join me as I finally step into the gates of THE MEDICAL UNIVERSITY OF GRAZ…
I’m signing out.
Not everytime a serious photo. I just threw a jean shirt over my pajamas top so, yeah ??
Talk with you soon,