Just a few words...

I gotta say, it was damned nice being back in California for an extended period of time again, and realizing just how nice it is to understand 100% of what is going on around you. Life became so simple, and uncomplicated, like I had imagined it years ago.

But, because I can't be in America for too long, I again decided to jump back on Lufthansa and head for central Europe. The tough part about flying back to Europe was simply....the weather. The day before I left for Austria, I was in Santa Cruz enjoying the beach and the 73 degree weather. Now, as I write this, I look outside and it is snowing, at about 32 degrees.

Other than that, I really look forward to enjoying this upcoming weekend. Nothing too interesting, just the fact that it will be the ''weekend''. When I was living in Morocco, the days just seemed to melt together, and everyday for that matter seemed like a weekend. Now that I've begun my studies, it's quite the opposite. I'm so heads down all week long, handing in advertising concepts and attempting to rejuvenate my creativity, that when the weekend comes, I'm surprised.

So yeah, this week has gone by like a blur. What's nice about my current arrangement is that I wake up each morning, take the bus like everyone else, and head over to the University of Graz. I actually spend most of my time over at the University of Graz, using their computer lab. It's a nice setting, and makes me feel more like a student rather than someone who is just logging onto their computer each day. Later, I ride back to the apartment, whilst I listen to my German Language CD that I loaded onto my iPod before leaving the states. I wish I could afford to have a more formal training in the language, but I don't really have time or money right now. And with all that is going on with my new graduate program, I have yet to find that rhythm.

Tomorrow I will go to the gym, which is oddly located within the train station. I hear it is nice, but you never know until you can see it for yourself. I'll actually be going to the gym with a Moroccan friend of mine that I met will living close to Marrakech. He is studying here in Austria also at the University of Graz, studying International Human Rights Law. It's weird how you meet people from all over the world, and then meet them again in the most obscure regions. In this case, the old saying, "Small World, huh?", really does apply.

So, I'll be here in Austria for alittle while longer. I think I'm alittle addicted to living in Europe, because I feel as though I'm challenged each day. Yesterday night I went to a dinner party and ended up listening and trying to translate over four languages. And the dinner party was only 4 people. My brian was fried when I left. But again, it's good for me, even if it is hard to understand.

Life is good.