i am in a hostel right now on the outskirts of vienna. my cousin --adam-- and i have been seperated -- more on that later --, and i leapt at the chance of a bed for 15€. i can look out the open window to my left, the cool air blowing up from the city that is spread out below. i have a room to myself, but it is rural and lonely, and i am anticipating meeting adam in a couple of days down where the fireworks are coming from.

i have five hundred things to say, but i am also eager to catch the first train out of here in the morning, so to bed soon. i have been living very much moment to moment, and it has worked out splendidly. adam and i have hooked up with the dubliners something real -- we'll be randez-vousing a couple more times around the continent.

primary nutrients: kepabs, beer, and pitarittos (pita bread with stuff in it, all rolled up in the style of a burrito)

a realization: i miss the city already.

this trip is making my heart explode. i am continuously overwhelmed with joy. tomorrow i will descend into the city by myself, speaking shitfaced german and wearing an orange dress. aaahaaaaaa.

also, you can buy beer from vending machines here.