Not that I've been to Paris let alone in April, but I really don't see how it could possibly be more amazing than the last eight days in Vienna were. I am most assuredly a little bit in love with the city. I am also not there anymore, which is rather bitter sweet. It was very nice to spend so long in a city that I feel like I really got to know it
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Glad you're back home safe and sound, sorry though that there aren't any lovely cafes nearby.
*mwah*
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I can't wait to see the pictures!
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Aigh, god. Vienna in spring. I remember that feeling. All I wanted to do was run away in the middle of the night and no one would know where I had gone. I took a weekend train trip to Budapest instead of entering a life of ex-patitude, but I still carry that feeling inside.
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Ah, Budapest in the spring I love it too. I was there a couple of years ago around the same time and just. Yes. To be near the Danube in the spring. *dreamy sigh*
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dude, for serious. the background of my brain is plotting and scheming ways to get back to germany again. plot plot, scheme scheme.
life, it is crazy! I miss you a ton! torchwood was traumatic! I have exclamation points!
I am going to call you one of these days, now that you're back :)
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I hope it's not bad crazy. Traumatic. ack! I'm kind of afraid to look at my flist till I've watched TW. !
:D
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