January 2019
ESC-diary in retrospect, month no. 5

– 2nd of january, wednesday –
What a disastrous day. It was the day where I was flying back to Austria after having spent the holidays in the Netherlands with my family and friends. (A flight that previously had been cancelled and that I had to re-book once already, but that’s a whole other story.) So I’m in the airplane, surprised it even flew at all, considering most flights to Innsbruck had been cancelled for that day. The pilot announces landing, but somehow we don’t seem to land. Instead we go back up and fly for quite a while. Then the pilot makes another announcement: we’re landing in Munich. Wait, Munich?! Because of the snow he says. Then we sit in the airplane for a while, nothing is being said. We might try to fly back later, maybe not. After two hours, Ryan Air is incredibly kind to us: they offer us free water, you know, for waiting two hours. The ridiculousness of this made me laugh. After two hours of waiting we fly back to Innsbruck and guess what? Again we cannot land because of the snow and again we fly back to Munich. Checking my phone, I realise that the last train from Munich to Dornbirn departs exactly when we land. My only other option is to take the bus to Innsbruck that Ryan Air offers, already knowing I’ll be stuck for the night in the airport. Apparently the airport of Innsbruck closes in the night and there’s no way I can stay there until the morning, so all I can do is take a taxi to the centre. I take the taxi together with a stranger, around my age, and the taxi driver feels very sorry for me after hearing the story, so he basically forces the guy to host me for the night. I go with him to his apartment, where it’s freezing cold and he offers me to stay in his kitchen, on a shitty camping chair, until the first train in the morning leaves. I sit there for hours, watching a film on my phone while he is snoring in his huge bed (I would’ve fitted in there!). I leave in the middle of the night, taking the train at four something. With my luck, the train is completely packed and I have to stand for two hours. And I can tell you, after still not having slept and being exhausted, that’s not what I wanted at all. In the end I arrive home at 7:30 in the morning, exactly twelve hours later than planned, and I crash in bed. Great start of the year. Read more »

November 2018
ESC-diary in retrospect, month no. 3

“The next day my roommate and I wanted to go hitchhiking to Linz, so we only wanted to go for one beer… Guess who were the two people who partied until 5:30 in the morning?” This was the cliffhanger of my last ESC-diary in retrospect. I know, I know, it was very hard to guess the correct answer. For those of you who didn’t guess it: it was me, together with my hitchhiking partner.

– 1st of november, thursday –
So our plan of starting to hitchhike at 8 in the morning didn’t quite work out. Instead, with a huge hangover, we started our journey around 2 in the afternoon. Our first ride arrived within a minute of trying; how much luck could we have? The woman didn’t take us too far, then we had to wait a lot and only got two very short rides. This is when things got good again: a very nice guy with a very nice car stopped for us and said he could take us for around one and half hours in the right direction. He was very kind, but he also decided to drive over a mountain instead of through the tunnel, which meant lots and lots of curves. I had to focus so hard not to throw up. He started to joke that he would drop us off at the top of the mountain, but he did it for so long that I was actually scared we would stay on the mountain top. In the end, we made it to Innsbruck and realised it was already dark outside and no one was taking us anymore. We opted for our backup-plan: taking the train to Linz. Read more »

October 2018
ESC-diary in retrospect, month no. 2

– 3rd of october, wednesday –
It was a strange day – the new volunteers arrived, so we got to meet them, but one of the previous volunteers left. We made a goodbye party for her and decorated the kitchen. It’s strange how you can know someone for only a month, but already feel sad when they leave, because you spent so much time together in this one month. Read more »

Apartment Hunting 🐢
Trying to catch a chubby turtle

Whereas job hunting for me felt like trying to catch a cheetah (you have no idea where it’s hiding and you somehow have to hunt it down), apartment hunting was more like catching a turtle. You know, turtles aren’t the fastest animals by nature, so catching one isn’t too hard. Well, then imagine that this turtle was really, really old and a bit too chubby. Oh, and lazy too. Then imagine that this turtle just appeared out of nowhere; I opened the door and there it was, taking a nap and not being aware of being caught at all. Then, once the turtle woke up, he looked at me and said “Can I stay with you?”.  Exactly, that was what it was like to find an apartment. Read more »