In the end we were welcomed back in Salzburg by hari berger where our adventure began. The weather was still shit but andy was determined to come back after tasting the Alps. The next weeks allowed me to catch up on some sleep, work at the local climbing gym (which by the way is called the Fun Hall), I get scared just thinking about the name and always think that I am entering a carnival yet the people are generous and happy to meet newcomers and are always willing to help you find your way. I was finally able to get into the school and upon hanging out there and getting settled into my room I am slowly becoming comfortable with the new environment. As my summer break grows old and fades away into the new school year I am looking forward to all the new adventures that lie ahead. I already plan on moving into my own apartment because I fear burnout from the kids all too soon, I cant wait for the leaves to begin to change and fall, till the air gets crisp and cool, to hear the leaves under my feet, to see the first snowfall on our local mountains, to get a handle on my 5 preps at school, Italian road trips when its too cold here, learning to ice climb from the worlds best, training, getting fit and next summer…. Where do I begin, did I say that I will need a partner two… I will do my best to keep you all informed as to what is happening in my life as I am sure that even though it is the same ole shit that because I am here and you are there it will seem just a little bit more exciting. I assure you that it’s the same ole stuff just a different day. I need to get used to this damn keyboard because the keys are all in the wrong places and switching between my computer and the school one is proving to be a large waste of my time. Right now I have tried my best to get back into shape and have surprised myself as to how quickly I am returning to my old fitness, that back injury seemed to slow me down a bit but I am walking and talking 10 feet tall again. Salzburg is a tourist town as I am learning and this festispiel sommer (or summer of festivals) makes the downtown an exciting place to be. There are the stupid tourists (me) and the locals who honk because noone really knows where they are going because the city is quite confusing your first time through and wherever you really want to go seems as improbable to get to as winning the lottery. This morning I was awoke by the sounds of canons firing at 8am. I was lucky to still be home at noon where their sounds filled the air of the valley.
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