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31 May 2006

BREAKING NEWS: Someone is moving in

The Dormitory Manager just brought in a few students to show them a room in my apartment. I think they might be moving in. That would explain all the cleaning going on this morning. DEVELOPING...

UPDATE: No one moved in. My new theory is that the dormitory manager is using our apartment as an example to show people how beautiful, clean and spacious the Hafnerriegel is.

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BREAKING NEWS: Putzfrau am Tisch

Right now there is a cleaning lady standing on my kitchen table. It appears breakfast will be delayed. DEVELOPING...

UPDATE: It appears that there has been a shakeup in the cleaning services at the Hafnerriegel. I spoke with the Putzfrau, a kind Yugoslavian woman, after she climbed down from my kitchen table. They are increasing the hours spent cleaning each apartment for some reason. Management from the cleaning service (the Überputzfrauen) is on hand today to make sure that each apartment gets two hours of cleaning. That would explain the two women in business suits standing in my hallway when I got up this morning watching the Putzfrau work.

I am currently holed up in my room so as not to interfere with the work outside. A thorough cleaning of one's apartment is not something one wants to disturb.

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29 May 2006

Back in Graz

Hello! Last week I was traveling to Hungary and Vienna. Saturday I returned to Graz and am getting back into the routine.

The traveling was great and I have some good pictures to post (hopefully this week).

Hope everyone in the U.S. had a great Memorial Day Weekend!

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21 May 2006

Mountain Climbing

Three weekends ago I went on an exchange student outing organized by the university. This was the first organized outing that I've participated in since I first arrived here. For a long time I didn't want to participate in these events, which have included ghost walks, brewery tours, and visits to spas. They cost money, which I don't have alot of, and I figured that if I really wanted to go somewhere or do something I could do it on my own.

Well that didn't happen much. So when I found out last week that the next student outing was a hiking trip through the Bärenschützklamm (a gorge) and up the Hochlantsch ( a mountain), I jumped at the chance. There is plenty of beautiful architecture and art and culture around here, but the one thing that I really HAD to do before leaving was go hiking and see the countryside.We took a train from the Graz Hauptbahnhof (train station) north to a small city called Mixnitz. This is where the walking began. And this was a day full of walking. My knees and legs were sore for several days later from it, but the sights were definitely worth the pain. Mixnitz lies at the foot of the Hochlantsch, and the Bärenschützklamm flows from somewhere in the mountain, too. Since I didn't look at a map the whole day (believe it or not!), I don't have a better geographic description than that. We walked though the city and out of it to the trailhead.

I really didn't know what to expect from this trip. I was told we were leaving Graz at 9am and getting back around 8pm. We were supposed to bring food and raingear, which I did. Besides that I had no idea if there would be places to stop and rest or toilets. What I really didn't know was how much time we would spend walking.We climbed for a about an hour until we reached the entrance to the Bärenschützklamm gorge. This costed 3 Euros to enter, and almost entirely consisted of walking on these wooden catwalks through the gorge. It was quite beautiful here, but I didn't enjoy it that much. As you can see from the photo, there were alot of people out hiking yesterday, and our group alone was 25 people. The catwalks were narrow so you couldn't pass someone who was stopped. It was difficult to enjoy the scenery because I felt I had to keep walking to not hold up the line, and to walk you had to always look at your feet or you would slip and get your foot stuck between the rungs.After getting out of the gorge, we came to a lodge where you rest up and buy some food and beer to keep your strength up for the long climb ahead. I was pretty surprised to see this, because we had been climbing for several hours and I felt certain that we were above any further signs of civilization. Shows how little I know about mountains. We rested for a while here and ate lunch. After a half hour we got up and started climbing more. We had a loooong way to go still...Before long we reached the final lodge where you could rest before your assault on the mountain peak. Our group, however, didn't want to rest. We were so close the top, you could see the cross they use to mark the top of the mountain! (Look very closely at the top of the picture) How far away can something be when it is within your visual range? Quite far, I found out. It took us better than an hour and a half to finally reach the peak, and this was not simple level ground walking. Rocks, lots of them. Steep trails, tree roots and......snow! As you can see I was fascinated by it. This picture wasn't taken that far up; we encountered even bigger patches as we continued.
Yes, I'm pointing at something else. We made it to the top! It felt great to climb all the way up myself, but seeing everyone else in our group who it made to the top before made me feel like a bit of a wuss. But hey, the view was beautiful, if somewhat hazy:After another rest and a few group photos (which I don't have copies of), we started back down the mountain. This turned out to be much harder than going up. All that deceleration wreaked havoc on my knees, which were already sore from the trip up. I slowly fell behind all the other youngsters, and by the time I reached the town was in serious pain. Every time I stopped to rest though, my knees stiffened up, which made starting again muc more difficult. So I just trudged stiff-legged like Frankenstein through town until I made to the train station. It was a great trip and I really had fun, but next time I will try some muscle stretches so my knees don't act up on me again.

This week I will be traveling to Hungary and Vienna, so there won't be any posts for a while. When I get back, though, I should have some great pictures. Have a good week!

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18 May 2006

Mexican Party

I just finished cleaning up from a party at my place tonight. We ate tacos and did shots of tequila. I didn't have enough places to sit, barely enough places to stand, not enough plates to eat off of, and not enough pots to cook with. But still it was probably the most fun I've had while in Graz. I love how with the right attitude and the right people, you can have a good time. Now it's time for some photos!The general assembly. Note the table filled with food and more people than chairs. I told them I would provide the meat and taco shells if they brought toppings and anything else they deemed appropriate. They brought veggies, taco shells, salsa, wine, chips, dip, but above all, tequila! Note the laptop in the to center of the photo. Jilly, your 80's and Disco music played an essential role in the evening! Oh yeah, from left to right: Davide (back), Maria (chest) , Virpi (eating), Guilia (back-of-head), Carla (side-of-head), Motomi (shoulder), and Scott (thumb).Geez, this photo is so posed! From left to right: Guilia (laughing), Scott (bearded), Motomi (glassed), Carla (apron-ed), ScottyB (orange-ed). Carla brought two cans of Mexican chili, a bottle of Chianti, and her apron which you see her wearing. She made the chili without spilling any on herself but managed to spill some wine on her jeans. Scott brought the bottle of tequila which I wish I had photographed. It came directly from Mexico and had a cute little plastic sombrero for a hat. Perfect for the evening....From L to R: Daniela (striped), Maria (middle), and Virpi (Blond-ed).From this vantage point, through Daniela's fingers, you can spy the elusive Davide. He was forced to leave the party early for "business reasons". His contribution to the Mexican party was Philadelphia Cream Cheese, Mayonnaise, and something Italian called "Besciamella". I didn't get a chance to try it, but Maria said it was made up of fat. I'm sorry I missed it....Scott (not me, silly) just finished his third shot of tequila and it didn't sit as well as the first two. He looked much worse in person, trust me. Note the red face and watery eyes. To his credit though, his body did not reject anything put into it this night.The end of the evening. By this time we had done 3 shots of tequila, one shot of rum, and various wine and beer consumed with all the "authentic" Mexican food. For all the homesickness I feel, and for all the times I feel alone and wish I was back in the USA, there are times like these. Times when I really feel connected and part of a community here in Graz. It's not just the people in the picture, because there are others too. But I am starting to call Graz my home, and it's a strange feeling since not long ago I was looking forward to leaving here.

I'll stop getting all emotional because really, it's just the tequila talking right? Good night! Gute Nacht! Schlaf Gut!

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17 May 2006

Care Package

I just got a great surprise in the mail today: A care package from back home! Inside it had some Pop-Tarts and dehydrated rice & beans(??). My favorite items, though, were the CD of pictures and the 2 dutch letters:
So, um yeah, I devoured all but a bite of the dutch letters before realizing I should take a picture.

Thank you so much J&M for sending the package. I really appreciate it, and it's nice to get a connection to home, a place I've been missing lately.

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16 May 2006

Mormon Post Part Three: The Final Frontier

To get up to speed, you can read parts One and Two.

To put your mind at ease (in case you were worried): I didn’t convert. I didn’t get kidnapped, deprived of sleep, and then brainwashed into becoming a Mormon. I didn’t even get politely but persistently persuaded into becoming one. They didn’t wear me down with quotes from the Bible and requests to come to church on Sunday. So in that respect this is a rather anti-climactic conclusion to the story.

The meetings with the missionaries were interesting, but after a while I had to stop visiting them. They were there to save another soul, and I was there for some stimulating conversation about religion. I slowly realized that they wouldn’t stop trying to convince me to come to church, and the only way out for me was to stop the visits. Yeah, I’m quite dense sometimes….

My main interest was learning more about Mormonism, so I didn’t go there with the intention of confronting them on the shortcomings of their religion and make them lose their faith. In a previous entry I talked about DNA testing and how it showed that tribes in Peru claimed to be Hebrew by Mormons were not actually Hebrew at all. At the third meeting I had with the missionaries, I brought this up and we talked about it. They listened politely, and mentioned some LDS-funded archaeological work named FARMS that might address it.

Lately I’ve been interested in anachronisms (click on the word for its definition). The reason they interest me is because I like to look for the source of information. To just say “because the Bible says so” is not enough for me to accept. For example, when talking about the Old Testament I want to know how the Flood happened, when it happened, and what all those animals ate for 150(+) days whilst ark-bound. Call it natural curiosity….

Here are two anachronisms I found. To show I am not ranting against Mormons, I have one from the Book of Mormon and one from the Bible:
Click on the links above for the details; I’m not going to rewrite them here. But to show just how Fair and Balanced I am, you can read responses by apologists to these alleged anachronisms here (Mormon) and here (Christian).

The Mormon apologist’s response bothers me because while it is possible for cows to be confused with bison or buffalo, the author neglects to address the fact that Water Buffalo were only recently introduced from Asia and North American Bison never came to South America. South America is where this Hebrew tribe supposedly lived.

The Christian apologist’s response basically says “the writer of Chronicles used the word Daric because that’s the coin he knew when writing the book (400 years later)”. The problem is around King David’s time (c. 1011 and c. 971 BCE), when the story takes place, coinage of any kind was rare. And all the other gifts mentioned in 1 Chronicles 29:7 were described by weight, not coinage. So why the Daric is even mentioned in the first place does not make sense.

I’m not trying to shake anyone’s faith here. Obviously if you are a True Believer, my little rants are going to have no affect of your faith. My goal is to explain what I believe, and how I approach religion. Personally, I believe that faith and spirituality are good things. Faith and spirituality give people hope and help them to make sense of a chaotic, changing world. Religion can also give a strong value system, telling the believers what is right and wrong. That's a good way to keep people from killing each other for no good reason (in theory).

At the same time, I like to take things apart and analyze them. It’s been that way ever since I was a little kid and it’s why I became an engineer. Maybe sometimes I analyze things too much, but I can’t help it. I can understand the benefits of religious beliefs (i.e., people don’t kill each other). But when I see large and complex belief systems with an extremely specific method for “salvation” I have to ask, “Where did these rules come from?”

The Mormon missionaries invited me to play a game of volleyball with them, which I did. It turned out to be just me and three groups of missionaries playing against each other. Since I hadn’t done much physical activity here, I enjoyed the game. But what was more interesting was listening to the missionaries talk about their daily routines. They have very structured lives during mission trips. Two missionaries live together, with the day beginning at 6:30 and lights out at 10:30 at night. Bible study time is also scheduled at the same time each day (I forget when). Also, they are allowed only a few telephone calls to home PER YEAR. That bothered me the most, considering these mission trips last two years or more.

So that’s it, the end of my Austrian Mormon saga. Thanks for reading and don’t worry, my next post will be much less weighty. Perhaps some photos of mountains….

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09 May 2006

Motownphilly

This Boyz II Men song has been running through my head these last few days (not sure why), and I managed to find the original 1991 video on YouTube:



The opening sequence dance is hilarious! And the outfits throughout the video are great, too. My favorite line: "....and all the Philly Steaks you can eat."

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07 May 2006

Cost to Poo at Home

Thomas Crapper recently posted a comment about how he wondered what it cost for him to “do his business” at work versus at home. Since I love calculating mundane stuff like this, I decided to make a post of my response. Let’s start with some basic assumptions:

- 245 work days per year (52 weeks/yr, 5 days/wk, 3 weeks vacation/yr)
- 4 gallons per flush (you’re cheap and have an old toilet)
- $0.0064 per gallon for water & sewer (http://www.wdm-ia.com/)
- $0.0024538 per sheet of Quilted Northern Double Roll (http://www.walgreens.com/)
- 6 sheets used per flush (you’re a liberal wiper)
- 1 bowel movement per day (you’re an incredibly regular guy)
- 1 flush per bowel movement

Over one year, it will cost you $3.6072 in toilet paper and $6.2720 in water to do your business at home.
Total savings: $9.88 per year

This ignores other costs, such as electricity to run the lights in your bathroom, any additional cleaning costs, wear and tear, etc. The most obvious cost this analysis ignores is the opportunity cost of using the bathroom at home versus using it at work. I could calculate the value of your time at work for you, but it is up to you to calculate the value of your time at home. Good luck with your decision.

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01 May 2006

Where Does Poo Go?

Do you know? Slate.com has a series of articles on wastewater treatment. The author walked through the sewers of London, visited their wastewater treatment plant, and watched schoolchildren get a tour of another plant.

For me the articles were interesting because it's a complex engineering process, and it involves cleaning up after ourselves so we don't pollute the environment. Not only that, but the author got to walk through sewer systems under London that were about 150 years old. Sweet!

Right now for the class I am taking over here we are compiling data for European lifestyles. The goal is to make a calculator that gives you an idea of the size of your environmental "footprint", based on your lifestyle. Questions asked will be:

How much meat do you eat each week?
How far do you commute to work? Using car, bike, public transport?
How far do you travel for vacations? How often? Using airplanes?

My job is to gather up data on.... wait for it.....wastewater treatment!!

The Slate articles are here, but if that is too intellectual you can look at photos of my brother with cheerleaders here.

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