Archive for August, 2012

August 26, 2012

365/239

by ada

Móricka in Mirabellgarten.

Advertisements
August 25, 2012

365/238

by ada

Móricka’s first meeting with outdoor water at lake Wallersee.

August 25, 2012

365/237

by ada

Well. That’s what having Latin lessons at school is good for: Hic locus est ubi mors gaudet, succurrere vitae. Picnicking with Móricka at the St. Peter cemetery.

August 24, 2012

365/236

by ada

My sister and Móricka are visiting me right now.

August 24, 2012

365/235

by ada

Watching Purcell’s King Arthur on the screen at Kapitelplatz. It ended with a storm – of course! everything ends with ice-cold rain in my life lately – , so we were all wearing the obligatory free ORF rain jacket uniform.

August 24, 2012

365/234

by ada

Having a hot bath with a hot tea after a long workday. I am really thankful to own a bath tub instead of only a shower, even if this dark green colouring of the tiles makes me feel every time like I’m buried in an underwater cave.

August 24, 2012

365/233

by ada

Good-bye to my former apartment. Is it only me who thinks that this house has a real Hitchcockian atmosphere?

August 24, 2012

365/232

by ada

Meet Kázmér, the crow. I have him since I was playing a project in the Children’s Museum in Graz. Sitting on a lamp I inherited from a friend when she went back to Japan; in the background some flowers I received from a colleague of mine, on a table I got from a technician of the house. Building up a new life is always so tiring.

August 24, 2012

365/231

by ada

I planned to finish moving in today, but I got a call in the morning and went to work instead. So that’s how my apartment still looks like.

August 24, 2012

365/230

by ada

My new service accommodation, right under the geriatric ward. My life quality improves so rapidly that I don’t even try to keep up with the changes anymore, haha.

August 24, 2012

365/229

by ada

Eating ice with colleagues. It’s quite necessary for surviving a thirteen-hours long working day in a 35C grad weather.

August 24, 2012

365/228

by ada

On my way back to Salzburg.

August 14, 2012

365/227

by ada

Afternoon nap with The Cat.

August 13, 2012

laboris gloria ludi

by ada

August 13, 2012

365/226

by ada

Crime scene.

August 12, 2012

365/225

by ada

Eating awesome rose-shaped ice-cream at Gelarto Rosa, right next to Bazilika. They make their ice with xylitol instead of table sugar (sucrose), and most of the fruity sorts are also lactose-free. I chose the flavours pine nut, lemon with basil and white chocolate with lavender, and man, was it yummy!

August 11, 2012

on the road

by ada

August 11, 2012

365/224

by ada

A quick one-day trip to Graz.

August 10, 2012

365/223

by ada

That’s what (whom) I see while laying on the couch.

August 9, 2012

365/222

by ada

On my way to Budapest.

August 8, 2012

365/221

by ada

Eating barbecue leftovers with colleagues instead of at work.

August 8, 2012

365/220

by ada

I was just too busy asking this and feeling so to take any photos today. Sorry.

August 6, 2012

365/219

by ada

On days like today, when

  • I work thirteen hours without even having a lunch break
  • I wait two and a half hours for a doctor’s visit
  • after a whole day of glorious sunshine it starts raining exactly fifteen minutes before the end of my shift, so I have to bike home in ice-cold rain (again)
  • the bottom of the garbage bag tears itself away and I have to collect the organic, stinky remains of my last week meals and other nice things with my bare hands while rain pouring down on my face

well, on days like today the only thing that makes me feel like I’m still a human being, is food.

August 5, 2012

forty shades of green

by ada

August 5, 2012

365/218

by ada

I had free today so I took my bike, Rozi and rode down along the Salzach. I planned to visit the castle of Anif, but I got lost on the completely straight way with one turn (I never found that turn). So I did lots of fashionable mountain biking through the woods, much for the disapproval of poor Rozi, who has zero skills for such adventures (to be honest, her only skill is that she haven’t dropped into pieces yet, but I love her the way she is) (I’m blessed with the seldom gift of being able to love unconditionally).

August 5, 2012

365/217

by ada

Georg Friedrich Händel’s opera, Giulio Cesare in Egitto, on the big Siemens screen at Kapitelplatz. I left in the middle of the second act, because after thirteen hours of work is even Andreas Scholl unable to make me forget that, well, this isn’t the greatest Baroque opera of all times.

P.S.: I really don’t know how did I manage to produce this retro combination of colours, but I quite like it. Photographers do lots of hard editing to get the same results, while, actually, all you need for it is a bad camera.

August 3, 2012

365/216

by ada

Meet Despereaux*, my new friend pet flatmate. He** doesn’t really lives in, but comes by for a visit every evening through the balcony door and stays for a while. I like him and I think he likes me too. I’m actually considering leaving some nuts for him on a small plate out on my balcony as a sign of love, peace, unity and rock’n’roll for a quick snack, but I still have to overcome my serious doubts about my landlord sincerely approving my practising hospitality to rodents in his own house.

* I named him after the hero of Kate DiCamillo’s sweet book which I just finished reading.

** He is definitely masculine, from the sort that wears glasses, reads writes poetry, listens to classical music and has a deep and romantic soul. He definitely isn’t from the sort that drinks beer while watching soccer on tv in underpants or that calls women „chicks” and „bitches”.

August 2, 2012

365/215

by ada

What I’m doing since a week is sending patients of mine to the ER because of acute life threatening conditions, and then receiving  them back after a few hours, because the ER have no free beds anymore. Already this game alone is exhausting enough, but the real problem is its main consequence, that I have a station full of emergency cases without having the necessary conditions to deal with the situation. Are really no fun, these days. No wonder that if the kitchen team sends cakes, I eat them. They immediately relieve stress (just to cause a feeling of guilt even so immediately and stomach ache a few hours later, haha).

August 1, 2012

365/214

by ada

I had free today, but it made no real difference in my dealing with addictive habits. I ended up sitting by the Salzach and reading about a mouse who saved the Princess Pea.

August 1, 2012

365/213

by ada

Salzburg, 1553.

%d bloggers like this: