The Saga Continues

Just in case anyone is curious, that last post was only the beginning of a 15 hour day at the airport that resulted in me re-booking my flights for Sunday and going back to Waltraud's house.  I can't think about it, so I'm not even going to begin to describe how the rest of the day went.  I may have made a small scene while I was trying to call IES and get Waltraud's phone number at the ticket counter tonight.  Excuse me for having a panic attack.  You try fighting airplanes on 2 hours of sleep.  ANYWAY that is all over now, and I am snuggled up at Waltraud's house in the ole' room that I thought I said goodbye to 24 hours ago.  It's almost starting to be funny.  I'm glad I get to hang out tomorrow and sleep in my cozy bed and see a few more people before I attempt to leave the continent again.  I've been gifted an extra day by mother nature, and I'm using it to visit the natural history museum and eat pizza from an Imbiss stand.

I can't believe how lucky I am that I have such lovely people to come back to in Vienna.  I straggled into the apartment at 10-ish tonight, and Waltraud was waiting for me at the door.  She kept saying "poor Katy" (Kah-tee. I LOVE the way she says my name) and was offering me food and everything I needed.  Then I drank tea, and we watched the news together.  Most people had to go to hotel rooms tonight, but I got to go to the next closest thing to home.