Day: 312
Copious amounts of beer lead to the need for relaxation, unfortunately when that form of relaxation comes in the form of copious amounts of beer in another country, it doesn’t really help. The Point of this tale…
This morning my eyes creaked open and glanced at my watch, 9:19am, Good, if I pay by 10 we are get another night here. I blink a few times and decide to head down and take care of business before going back to sleep.
“Yeeaahh… uhh.. Can I pay for another night for everyone in room 102?” I ask to the overwhelmed girl at the counter.
She looks at me stunned. “We are full tonight.”
My mind reals back to check in yesterday “But..? I was told if we pay by 10am we could stay another night?”
She glanced at her watch “It’s 11:03am”
Fuck
Those were long blinks…
“You don’t have anything?” I asked as meekly as my hungover ass could.
“Hhhhh” she huffed at me and looked at here spreadsheet. “maybe… umm…FINE. You can stay there, Ill move some people around.”
“Danke” I replied in my horrible German. She just glared at me as I slithered back to bed.
From then on I proposed that I would attempt to avoid any international confrontations for the rest of the day. No Iraq discussion, no talks of the values of American Capitalism, no religion and no angry receptionists (just had to sneak out past her).
Once we did finally wake up from the late nighter last night; some showers and tooth brushing, and we were headed off to the grocery store for a picnic breakfast (lunch), passing assorted statues and local color on our way to the giant castle on the hill.
We followed that up with a visit to the Salzburg Modern Art Museum (where I needed a photo pass), with a fantastic exhibit on modern Chinese art (which made vastly more sense to me in light of my recent trip to China). My favorite part was the disclaimer outside the room where a woman had made a variety of photographs of her vagina bleeding during her period, once a month for an entire year. Its called “Twelve Flower Months” or something like that.
The rest of the night was a (non confrontational) visit to the wurst vendor, back to the hostel for some blogging and a couple more beers in the hostel bar before I called it an early night and everyone else went prowling the Austrian streets for some form of food.
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The laughing men are a trademark of Chinese artist Yue Minjun — one of the most prominent Chinese contemporary artists around. His works are satirical and tongue-in-cheek. I went to his installation art exhibition in Singapore and found it funny yet sobering at the same time…
Not sure about the ermm… “flowers” though. (eeeeew)
Your “passing” link in this blog does not work. Thanks Felicia for the the background of Yue Minjun. Get it together Rob.