Hadikagasse
wien, 10.07
even the miniest of things we do, it is a preparation for something, someday, we could never possibly imagine!
so i was in my look-for-new-flats-every-weekend spree. all for the purpose of seeing parts of vienna which i normally would visit. and one of these trips took me to a quite outskirt part of vienna. after a long struggle and reading several maps, i was able to figure out the way to the flat.
with so much adventure in my life i kind of remember places now, even if i have visited it just once. especially if there was a location i 'figured' out myself, i have some what clear memories of it.
anyways, so I see this flat and come back knowing i am never visting that part of vienna again, as it was so far from the main city.
now, coming to the crux. saturday i was accompanying renate to her sisters who stayed in st poelten. it's a 30mts drive from wien. renate was kind enough to send me images from google maps, on where they would pick me up, exactly where i wait, how i reach there etc. and the smart ass i am, i just went through the image with her, and forgot to take a print, even until the final day.
all i knew was the station i had to be at. even that wasnt smooth getting there. nevertheless i reached.
after 40mts of aimless walking back and forth, and struggling for some orientation, i and rinku started to have a conversation:
rinku: 'i think i have been here'.
me: 'ya, stop hallucinating'
me: '.. maybe you right...'
me: 'oh yes, that flat viewing.. damn i was here.. '
so i briefly knew the area. that was some confidence. i still had to fugure out the 'pick-up' point based on the small conversation i had with renate the other day.
the brain started to work. i could recall the name of the street. managed to reach 'there'.
honestly i had given up hope i will be able to make it and had started to make plans for the day. and just then, renate's car stops in front of me!
damn!!
even the miniest of things we do, it is a preparation for something, someday, we could never possibly imagine!
so i was in my look-for-new-flats-every-weekend spree. all for the purpose of seeing parts of vienna which i normally would visit. and one of these trips took me to a quite outskirt part of vienna. after a long struggle and reading several maps, i was able to figure out the way to the flat.
with so much adventure in my life i kind of remember places now, even if i have visited it just once. especially if there was a location i 'figured' out myself, i have some what clear memories of it.
anyways, so I see this flat and come back knowing i am never visting that part of vienna again, as it was so far from the main city.
now, coming to the crux. saturday i was accompanying renate to her sisters who stayed in st poelten. it's a 30mts drive from wien. renate was kind enough to send me images from google maps, on where they would pick me up, exactly where i wait, how i reach there etc. and the smart ass i am, i just went through the image with her, and forgot to take a print, even until the final day.
all i knew was the station i had to be at. even that wasnt smooth getting there. nevertheless i reached.
after 40mts of aimless walking back and forth, and struggling for some orientation, i and rinku started to have a conversation:
rinku: 'i think i have been here'.
me: 'ya, stop hallucinating'
me: '.. maybe you right...'
me: 'oh yes, that flat viewing.. damn i was here.. '
so i briefly knew the area. that was some confidence. i still had to fugure out the 'pick-up' point based on the small conversation i had with renate the other day.
the brain started to work. i could recall the name of the street. managed to reach 'there'.
honestly i had given up hope i will be able to make it and had started to make plans for the day. and just then, renate's car stops in front of me!
damn!!
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