Posts tagged ‘November’

December 6, 2017

November recap

by ada

November felt like it will never end – I struggled to cope with life on every possible level. I was homesick for Bregenz, didn’t really get Linz and went to work with a pain of anxiety in my stomach every day. It did not really help that, for the first time in my life, I worked in the classic 8 hours per day, Monday to Friday setting and absolutely hated it. It made me finally understand all those TGIF memes on the internet, haha.

No wonder that I accomplished almost nothing in November other than visiting the small town of Haag…

…the abbey of Melk, inspiration setting for Umberto Eco’s The Name of the Rose…

…and the oldest Austrian town, Enns:

I’ve already met Hungarians on the top of the Mount St. Odile, under the lighthouse in the Lindauer haven, in the Migros on the Marktstrasse in Bern and on the Reeperbahn in Hamburg. So I wasn’t even surprised to see this in Mauthausen:

Very much like Hungarians, black cats are everywhere, too. Here they provide security services:

In the middle of November I spent a few days at home. We celebrated my sister’s birthday…

…made some half-hearted attempt at Christmas decoration…

…and played board games with Milo, Móricka and The Cat:

The rest of the month I slept through in a Sevofluran induced coma, only going out in the evenings to buy food.

December 5, 2017

the gloomy month of November

by ada

A gloomy month indeed; spent with some good books. I didn’t become a fan of Maisie Dobbs, though.

November 29, 2014

November comes and November goes

by ada

Ape month.

November readings

November 30, 2013

yea, I have looked, and seen November there

by ada

My November list: cat comics, again, this time completely without words; a classic detective story; a disturbing book, with strange, overly philosophical discussions between a donkey and a monkey, related to the Holocaust; some Mozart fiction that pissed me off*; and a children’s book with cute drawings that made me lol in the bookstore while looking for a Santa present** for Móricka.

*  Why on Earth does a person, who is deeply convinced that Mozart! needs!! somebody else!!! to tune a piano, write a book about Mozart? Couldn’t she find a theme she is at least minimally acquainted with? I mean, people, can tune a piano and I’m definitely not Mozart. And what do you think, should I write a fiction book based on some quantum physics theory? I sure have as much knowledge of the behaviour of elementary particles as this woman has of Mozart and his era.

** Fyi, in Hungary Santa has nothing to do with Christmas. They both are totally different businesses, with Santa coming three weeks before Christmas. The Christmas presents are brought by Baby Jesus or, as in my non-Christian family that still celebrates Christmas, by the Baby Angel (because a celestial genderless infant is clearly a much better choice than a divine neonate, yes).

November readings

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