Well, hadn't been here for quite a while. These days have been a great deal of bustling for me. One event after another. Christophe didn't really have had a rest before he started working again. Finally we have all my stuffs moved to The Hague. After several days packing and unpacking, I feel totally exhausted. Today I've a bad cold, got a runny nose, red eyes... oh, my...
Although hectic, our holiday was nice. One month passed much faster than it actually should. We spent wonderful moments visiting Paris, walking the mountains, making jokes. Ten days traveling with camping car brought us lots of fun together.
We had a compact and pleasant wedding in Vienna. Our program was from 10 a.m. to 10 p.m. which ended eventually at 11 p.m., first, civil wedding at the city registry office, then reception and lunch at Rennbahn-Freudenau. The city tour we arranged was from 5 to 7.30 p.m. and night visit in MUMOK 8 to 10 p.m. Most guests liked the city tour but not the MUMOK visit. The "bad painting good art" exhibition was not quite the type of art we may understand and appreciate, and both the English and French guides were not fluent, or they probably didn't prepare themselves very well. However, we believe most of our families and friends enjoyed the day being together with us.
The packing directly followed our wedding. (I've lots of stuffs ;) I was unwilling to part with the city I'd been living for 7 years, my first station in Europe, where I learned Christophe. Now I'm in The Hague, at another beginning of my live, starting with my new job at the Uni. The appointment with the personnel department was a kind of lousy. The one who's dealing my case didn't know that I'm holding an Austrian resident card instead of a Holland one, so the application of my working permit had not yet began. Thus I may need to wait quite a while until the administration issues are solved. I wish I can start my job as planned on 15th this month, but I know it's unlikely.
Christophe is sitting beside me now reading news, and meanwhile laughting at my runny and red nose. Packs of tissue paper are lying around me being prepared for my catarrh. Whoever kisses me now is taking a great risk to be infected. Poor love...