As part of our study abroad program, we have a four-day travel weekend to go anywhere we want—France, Spain, Germany, Switzerland, Italy, etc. My plans for this weekend kept changing; first I was going to go to Paris, then London, then Paris again, and somewhere along the way Amsterdam and Barcelona were in the mix.
In the end I decided to spend my last weekend in Salzburg. There are still so many things I want to do in this beautiful city before I leave, and I want to enjoy it while I can. Besides, four days aren’t enough for me to go the places I want to go; I can always come back (provided I have the money, which granted isn’t a given with grad school on the horizon) and when I do, I want to come with my best friends.
I think I made the right decision; I felt mellow and prematurely nostalgic on my walk back from my piano lesson today and I’m glad I have my weekend to do all the things I wanted to do—like get kebab, go to the market, visit Ikea, try the world-famous Sachertorte, available only in Vienna and Salzburg, do some damage to my credit card at the music and stationery stores, etc.