Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Ça plane pour moi


On Friday Loïc and I met up with a group of his friends from Dijon (also on Erasmus), and we went to visit Stephansdom (St. Stephen’s Cathedral) and explore the surrounding area. The Cathedral, rebuilt after severe damage from World War II bombing, is the culmination of successive alterations and additions throughout the centuries. The Gothic edifice stands on foundations which date back to 1147, but the earliest surviving features are the Heidentürme (Heathen Towers) and Riesentor (Giant’s door) from the 13th century.



In the evening we played a game of Kings before heading out to find a pub (fairly cheap drinks). We altered the rules for the game a little; now ‘heaven’ has a distinctly Austrian flavour. In ‘word association’ Anne played a cunning game and chose ‘French movies’ – unfortunately for her, I had a few Audrey Tautou films up my sleeve and the plan backfired. At the pub we met with other Erasmus students and I demonstrated my inability to play Foosball, before being accosted by some locals for talking to the ‘wrong girl’.

The following day I went back to Stephansplatz, this time remembering my camera, and spent more time exploring the cathedral. I met up with the French again and we spent the night in Lutz der Club, where the drinks were extremely expensive – thankfully the Jägermeister shots were a more reasonable €2.50. I’d like to point out that it didn’t seem so when we were there, but having just looked at the website pictures, it looks like it may be a gay bar?! We will have to make sure it’s not before we go back – I blame the French!

On Sunday evening we all went to the Zwölf Apostelkeller Restaurant (Twelve Apostle’s Cellar), to try Schnitzel, a traditional Austrian dish of boneless meat in breadcrumbs. Then on Monday we headed to the Erasmus Lounge at the Ride Club which had awesome prices of €0.50 for a cocktail/mixer between 1900 and 2000, €1.90 between 2000 and 2100, and so on, getting progressively more expensive. The idea being to drink as much as possible early on; I was in Whisky-Coke heaven!


The morning however, had me repeating Witek’s experience of last year. I woke to the sound of alarms (our very odd doorbell) and thinking Guillaume or one of the others must be at the door, chucked on some boxers and opened my door to see two startled cleaners! I promptly shut the door and put more clothes on.


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