So I havent kept my word. I have only posted three times since 2011 began. I have decided that the sluggish winter months are over and I will once again start updating regularly…as in once a welk or more. So over the past month much has happened as usual. Most ocurances are not interesting enough to include in this blog, but i have colleted a list of a few that I found worthy of telling.
So when I came to Austria, I was 19 years old. 4 months ago I turned 20. Physically I have gotten older, but that is not the case when it comes to ticket buying. At the beggining of last summer, Eva would buy me a 19 year old adult ticket! Towards the end of the summer the age slowley started decreasing. I was suddely 18, and then 17 years old. Now thats still acceptable. I do have to admit that I do look closer to 18 than I do 20. But it didnt stop their. Over the fall my ticket age dropped again to 16, then 15. I told Eva that was pushing it, but she didnt seem to care. Over the winter my age fell once agin to 14 and then 13. In the spring of 2011, my ticket age took what I hope will be its last plung. A Museum was featuring a new exhibit, so I went with Eva, Leon, and two of Leons friends to see it. It was of stuffed, dead, skinned animals. Similar to the Bodies exhibit we saw in New York City a while back. Anyway, so were waiting in line and Eva tells me to go over and stand by the children. We get to the window and Eva orders tickets. 1 Adult and 4 children. Just to let you know, a childs ticket is 12 and under. So now I have to walk past the ticket collector as a 12 year old! Honestly, i think Eva may have pushed the limites to an extreme. I may not look 20, but I sure as hell dont Look 12!!! Anyway, she continues to do this wherever we go, and i must admit, ist quitt embarassing. They always ask if i have an ID and Eva always quickly repleys that I forgot it. They Look at me like im retarded, but what am I to do? Her thought is that as long as I can pass for a 12 year old, why not take Advantage of a discount. I thought Kearn over did it by saying I was 16! So according to Eva, im one year younger then Leon who is 13.
I digress.
So the other day, Leon and I weré home alone. Eva said she was going to be home at around 7-8, but as usual, she came home 2-3 hours later. their was no food at home and Leon and I had become extreamly hungrey. We decidedto call up an indian delivery service to order some food. Leon calls them, and starts ordering multiple dishes for us...thats when I realized that we didnt have any money to pay for it because eva had borrowed 50 euros from me that morning, leaving me with nothing. So i quickly told Leon. The ws too embarassed to tell them on the phone that we didnt have money, so he threw the telephone at my face, hitting me in the lip. It hurt, but more so was funny. I start cracking up, and all the indian guy hears in the background is us laughing! Neither of us cancled the order, we just hung up! Im pretty sure the delivery service guy thought we were mentally challenged!
to be continues when i have time...
Hello, it's Libra
ReplyDeleteJust when the story was getting interesting, you stopped! I'm glad that you're blogging again and eagerly awaiting the next installment. I'm pretty sure that you and Leon didn't starve, but I would like to hear the ending.
Sounds like Eva is a wizard at getting discount tickets for you - I'm amazed that you're now passing for 12 years of age and visiting museums, etc. with your older brother Leon. He must be jealous of how tall you've gotten.
Anyway, keep blogging. It's fun to read about your adventures. Love you, Libra