The people in Austria are really old fashioned. I mean this in the fact that they don't really know what to do with something that appears new or different to them. Or with something epsecially out of the ordiniary. For me, learning the rules of the biking road here was one example of this. I didn't know when I was supposed to ride on the sidewalk or in the street, if I was supposed to stop at the red light, or ride up onto the sidewalk. Stuff like this whirled around in my head as I would drive/pedal around. Then, if I did something, whatever it was, I felt like the entire city was staring at me. I did have a few bewildered looks (I think) and I did feel some eyes burning into my body. This is just one example though. Maybe I just suffer from paranoia.
I've had times where I feel people star at me only when I'm walking around. Maybe it's my clothes, or my disheveledness (People really like to look prim and proper here). Plus, I've heard many times that people have called me weird. I don't think they mean it in a bad way. I think that they think I'm just really different. I don't know how this one is. I just do what I do, and say what I say. I don't think I'm any weirder than the next person, but I do think that I just let that part of me show.
I started reading One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest today. Ken Kesey can write really well.
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