While I’ve left Vienna, at least I’m able to be here in beautiful Graz, the capital of Styria. Thus far, Styria is my kind of place and it’s a bit surreal (in a good way) to be spending my time here with an Austrian, a German, and a Mexican. Funnier still was that I played tour guide for all of us in Vienna yesterday.
Tomorrow, onward to Holland.
I have to fly home on Monday, but I really think I’d rather just collect my dog and some of my stuff, return here, and not look back to Philadelphia. The longer I’m away the more I don’t wish to return.
