It is really interesting to think of this time at ski camp. I know ive said it before, but here are so many people from so many different backgrounds and so many memories behind them. Think of the knowledge, experience, talent and personalty in this room with 60 odd other students, its a really incredible thought.
This thought also came to me last week when i was in Graz. While im walking to my language course every afternoon, i pass a man. It is the same guy, every day, and somewhat amayingly we almost always cross at the same point. Sure Graz isnt a big place, but this is incredible that we see eachother every day. He is a big man, at least 4 inches taller than me. The wears a tan long jacket and the same black leather shoes every day. I pass him on the Sporgasse, and at that moment, we both look up, and our eyes meet. At that very second i look at him and he looks at me, and then a second later, we pass and go on our ways. But i think about him every day. Dont get me wrong, im not writing a cheap bad romance novel here. But i wonder: where does he live? What does he do? Why is he always so religiously on time every day? I wonder what his family are like. He is a black man, and i wonder where he comes from. Has he lived in Austria his whole life?
All these quesitons, and from just a fleeting moment. Its amazing to think that this person has his whole life behind him, all his thoughts and experiences locked up, and i just wonder what all that holds. He never looks happy, and i wonder why that is.
Im not really sure why ive written this, or what it means, but i think the same questions every day when i see him walking, and i have the same thoughts here. All these people, all their separate lives.
But back to now. Everything else here is good. Once again, i am finding it more and more difficult to be around so many people. Euro tour is going to be difficult - living with these people for 3 weeks. I dunno, im just a private and thoughtful person. I like to reflect and need time to myself. One thing about living with all these people is that you never, ever get time to yourself. In the respectful tradition of the Longie Hotel, i had a drink the today at the top of one of the mountains. Just me, and the best view in the world. I realised it was the only time i had had to myself, when im completely by myself and with time to think and stuff. It was really good to chill out over a pint, something i had not yet experienced in Austria, haha, ok that was not the whole truth! But it is a really nice bunch of people and im glad i get on really well with almost all of them. As i always do, i have to remember that: it could be worse!
Paz