Completely forgot to post yesterday. Nothing eventful happened. I played 2 hours of solitaire at work, did some meaningless tasks and had a woman who isn’t a native English speaker correct my grammar. I’m sorry, English is not like German where you say “the” in front of every word. But it’s ok. I left the document as she pleased. I translated a few more things (Google Translate is much more accurate than the “really good site!” she gave me. As in I could actually figure out what they wanted to say), did some basic tasks and left. On the bus back, I saw a woman probably in her mid/late 60s with lilac heels, purple pants, an orange shirt, a purple trench, orange hair of multiple shades (probably to add dimension), and eyeliner so heavy a drag queen’s would look normal. Intriguing sight. 

Today I was a spy, but I felt more like the girls who go on go-sees in foreign countries on America’s Next Top Model. I went to various hotels in Salzburg and told them I am helping my dad look at conference and meeting rooms and can I please have a brochure on all you have to offer? It was fun! You all know I loooooove enjoy making up “identities” and telling people something different. I once had these group of New Yorkers at Grad Nite this year convinced my name is also Alex Taylor. It.Was.AWESOME! Anyway, the hotels were really nice, and some were in strange areas. Don’t stay at the Radisson Blu (it’s in BFE by the train station in a not pretty part of Salzburg) or at the Crowne Plaza (they were rude to me at the front desk, the man showing me around was unsure of what he was saying, and the entire hotel had a musty/smokey smell to it). If you want something quaint, almost with a bed and breakfast feel, go to Hotel Goldener Hirsch. It’s right in the old city of Salzburg and very cozy. The Sheraton Salzburg was very nice, and the people at Hotel Sacher Salzburg were very helpful and kind. I looked at a few others, but they were ok by me. They had a more antique feel and not family friendly. And the Intercontinental Berchtesgaden is in Germany, atop a mountain, and not near anything. It’s beautiful and relies on natural light so I love it, but it’s 30 minutes at least from anywhere. I was with a nice woman for the first 2 hotels. She understands that I’m new and don’t quite know what I’m doing or what exactly is expected of me. She explained everything and treats me right, whereas this other woman (same one who corrected my grammar) talks to me like I’m 4. It took everything I had to not say to her, “Excuse me, I know there is a language barrier, but I have intelligence. You do not have to explain what a model is.” But I just smiled politely and nodded.