Saturday, October 01, 2005
Can it be...?
Can it be that finally something goes right in this "secret" part of my life?
Internet, let me tell you one thing: she is gorgeous, really funny, smart, and speaks the best English I have heard any Austrian other than me speak so far. Loves LA, knows a lot about it. Likes our home town just as much as I do - which by now you should know means not at all, for very much the same reasons as me.
From the beginning? We were supposed to meet at this Churrascaria at 6pm, The Fiancé and I got there 10 minutes late because I got lost in my own city - again. The venue was pretty much empty, with the exception of a larger group of people at a table, and a couple. The lady fit the pictures I have seen of my date just perfectly, and she was already looking in our direction with a smile... but that guy? This old fat guy? I was slightly confused... this couldn't possibly be her boyfriend... and why does he look a bit familiar?
And how expensive would that evening be for me... Churrascarias are known to be very pricey eateries, and why in the hell didn't I oppose to such a huge expense in the first place?
But we approach, and yes, the old guy was indeed her boyfriend. We introduce each other, and during the 15 servings of different meats that were about to follow, it was soon clear that this was going to be a very nice evening. The old guy was funny as hell, and very pleasant, and I realize that their relationship probably isn't based on physical attraction, but the way he was carrying himself. Wonderful English by both of them... so The Fiancé didn't feel left out at all. A lot of talk about places in LA, a lot of connecting over this, and our shared distaste of my hometown's mentality.
She is really cute... almost my height, dark hair, blue eyes, about my own body type. He is... well... unexpected. I don't know what I was expecting, but certainly not this. Then, the surprise of the evening. She told me in one of her emails that her boyfriend was playing in a band. Big deal? How many people do play in a band... I automatically assumed "garage band" and didn't think much of it, other than "cool, getting to know someone trying to make it in the local scene".
So he told The Fiancé about his band... and that they are quite known in Austria. I was thinking yeah, right, and asked him to name this band of his. They ain't "popular" if I haven't heard of them, so try me.
The name that then came out of his mouth almost made me drop my fork onto my plate, followed by whatever it was I was busy chewing at that time. NO WAY!!! Hence the slight familiarity when I saw him... NO WAY!!! Really??? Yes, really. (And yes, really indeed... I looked them up as soon as I got home, and there was his picture indeed... NO WAY!!!)
Some of you may be familiar with the Austrian singer Falco... you know, the only Austrian musician to ever have a #1 hit in the United States, in the Eighties. Does "Rock me, Amadeus" ring a bell with some of you? Well, the band that this guy is playing with... Falco has been a member of it for years before he went solo, and finally died.
They have been around since the Sixties, and have turned into some kind of "legend" around these parts. Above all they are a WEIRD band, which is really hard to describe in its entirety. They have sex on stage, and whippings, and people dressed up as the Pope, and beatings of nuns. They are really more of a political statement than just a band, almost an institution against normalcy and conventions.
NO WAY!!!
Here I was, on a date with a really sweet girl, dining with a member of "Drahdiwaberl".
It was very surreal, to say the least. Very much fun, and very pleasant though, and I got the same vibes back from both of them. Good conversations, no awkwardness, no negativity. They asked us when we would like to hang out again, and we will meet them at their record store in the city on Monday. When the bill came, he pulled out a 100 Euro note from a stack of them, and paid for us like it was nothing, refusing all offerings of money for the night. We even shared a taxi home, something that wasn't necessary at all, seeing as we live only a 20 minute walk away from the restaurant, and after all these amounts of food I actually wouldn't have minded that walk. But they wouldn't hear of that either... so I ended up on the backseat of the taxi, wedged between The Fiancé and her... let's call her Kim for the heck of it. We were complaining about the cold, so all of a sudden I had her snuggle into my side for a second, with her head on my shoulder, which made me smile. We parted with two good smooches onto our cheeks, and I have to say I enjoyed myself so much tonight, I am looking forward to Monday.
I am really pleasantly surprised. Kim is much cuter and prettier than she was on the pictures she has sent me, and we got along great - at least that's my take on this. And her boyfriend does not simply play in "a band", but is a member of one of the most famous bands in Vienna, and considering that I still have faint intentions of getting started in the music business, being friends with such a personality can only be beneficial.
Did I mention that he asked me if I would be interested in playing guitar in his second band on occasion?
And that they invited us to their next show, to get in for free, and go on their very own tour bus with them?
But aside from all of that... I am positive that this time around it's not just me going after some fantasy, or unrealistic hopes. I am almost convinced that the Amy desaster will not repeat itself with Kim, and I am very happy about the fact that not only I find her to be very cute and pretty and fun, I am also quite attracted to her phyically.
Can it be...? Really...?
Internet, let me tell you one thing: she is gorgeous, really funny, smart, and speaks the best English I have heard any Austrian other than me speak so far. Loves LA, knows a lot about it. Likes our home town just as much as I do - which by now you should know means not at all, for very much the same reasons as me.
From the beginning? We were supposed to meet at this Churrascaria at 6pm, The Fiancé and I got there 10 minutes late because I got lost in my own city - again. The venue was pretty much empty, with the exception of a larger group of people at a table, and a couple. The lady fit the pictures I have seen of my date just perfectly, and she was already looking in our direction with a smile... but that guy? This old fat guy? I was slightly confused... this couldn't possibly be her boyfriend... and why does he look a bit familiar?
And how expensive would that evening be for me... Churrascarias are known to be very pricey eateries, and why in the hell didn't I oppose to such a huge expense in the first place?
But we approach, and yes, the old guy was indeed her boyfriend. We introduce each other, and during the 15 servings of different meats that were about to follow, it was soon clear that this was going to be a very nice evening. The old guy was funny as hell, and very pleasant, and I realize that their relationship probably isn't based on physical attraction, but the way he was carrying himself. Wonderful English by both of them... so The Fiancé didn't feel left out at all. A lot of talk about places in LA, a lot of connecting over this, and our shared distaste of my hometown's mentality.
She is really cute... almost my height, dark hair, blue eyes, about my own body type. He is... well... unexpected. I don't know what I was expecting, but certainly not this. Then, the surprise of the evening. She told me in one of her emails that her boyfriend was playing in a band. Big deal? How many people do play in a band... I automatically assumed "garage band" and didn't think much of it, other than "cool, getting to know someone trying to make it in the local scene".
So he told The Fiancé about his band... and that they are quite known in Austria. I was thinking yeah, right, and asked him to name this band of his. They ain't "popular" if I haven't heard of them, so try me.
The name that then came out of his mouth almost made me drop my fork onto my plate, followed by whatever it was I was busy chewing at that time. NO WAY!!! Hence the slight familiarity when I saw him... NO WAY!!! Really??? Yes, really. (And yes, really indeed... I looked them up as soon as I got home, and there was his picture indeed... NO WAY!!!)
Some of you may be familiar with the Austrian singer Falco... you know, the only Austrian musician to ever have a #1 hit in the United States, in the Eighties. Does "Rock me, Amadeus" ring a bell with some of you? Well, the band that this guy is playing with... Falco has been a member of it for years before he went solo, and finally died.
They have been around since the Sixties, and have turned into some kind of "legend" around these parts. Above all they are a WEIRD band, which is really hard to describe in its entirety. They have sex on stage, and whippings, and people dressed up as the Pope, and beatings of nuns. They are really more of a political statement than just a band, almost an institution against normalcy and conventions.
NO WAY!!!
Here I was, on a date with a really sweet girl, dining with a member of "Drahdiwaberl".
It was very surreal, to say the least. Very much fun, and very pleasant though, and I got the same vibes back from both of them. Good conversations, no awkwardness, no negativity. They asked us when we would like to hang out again, and we will meet them at their record store in the city on Monday. When the bill came, he pulled out a 100 Euro note from a stack of them, and paid for us like it was nothing, refusing all offerings of money for the night. We even shared a taxi home, something that wasn't necessary at all, seeing as we live only a 20 minute walk away from the restaurant, and after all these amounts of food I actually wouldn't have minded that walk. But they wouldn't hear of that either... so I ended up on the backseat of the taxi, wedged between The Fiancé and her... let's call her Kim for the heck of it. We were complaining about the cold, so all of a sudden I had her snuggle into my side for a second, with her head on my shoulder, which made me smile. We parted with two good smooches onto our cheeks, and I have to say I enjoyed myself so much tonight, I am looking forward to Monday.
I am really pleasantly surprised. Kim is much cuter and prettier than she was on the pictures she has sent me, and we got along great - at least that's my take on this. And her boyfriend does not simply play in "a band", but is a member of one of the most famous bands in Vienna, and considering that I still have faint intentions of getting started in the music business, being friends with such a personality can only be beneficial.
Did I mention that he asked me if I would be interested in playing guitar in his second band on occasion?
And that they invited us to their next show, to get in for free, and go on their very own tour bus with them?
But aside from all of that... I am positive that this time around it's not just me going after some fantasy, or unrealistic hopes. I am almost convinced that the Amy desaster will not repeat itself with Kim, and I am very happy about the fact that not only I find her to be very cute and pretty and fun, I am also quite attracted to her phyically.
Can it be...? Really...?
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Thanks for the URL update. I've missed reading you :}. Glad to hear that things are going well and that you have found someone so seemingly easily and quickly ;D. Something I am still having problems with :P.
My husband and I are moving to Ireland in a year or two - was it easy for you all to move to Europe? I mean, was it a hassle, paper work, and really expensive? Id like to know what to expect.
Perhaps we can chat sometime, as we obviously have quite a bit in common.
Cheers,
girl
My husband and I are moving to Ireland in a year or two - was it easy for you all to move to Europe? I mean, was it a hassle, paper work, and really expensive? Id like to know what to expect.
Perhaps we can chat sometime, as we obviously have quite a bit in common.
Cheers,
girl
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: 6:59 PM
Hey Girl, long time no read! Glad you found your way back here...! :)
I was going to email you... but there was no valid email addy, so I hope you get to read my response this way:
Since I am a citizen of Austria and I basically just returned back home, things were not a hassle for me at all. By being a citizen I have all the paperwork and permits needed by default, so all it really took for me was to get on a plane and fly back. The visa for my fiancé cost about $90 and is valid for 6 months, during which he is not allowed to work. Right now it is very hard for him to get a work permit or a permanent residency permit, but once we are married (next year), he will get all of that automatically, because of my status as citizen.
Also, my family helped us out getting and paying for an apartment, so that saved us a lot of hassle and money right after our move.
So you see, for me this move was really easy. But I reckon that for any non-citizen things will be much more complicated and pricey. If you do not have anyone to help you out with living arrangements, getting a place and paying for it can be hard, especially if you do not have the work permit it takes to make money.
I do not know anything about Irish immigration law, but in general it is always very hard to permanently move to a country if you do not have direct blood relatives there who can help you with the paperwork, or get married to a citizen.
In my country, my fiancé wouldn't stand a chance of getting a permanent permit, if it wasn't for our planned wedding.
Like I said though, I do not know anything about Ireland, but I recommend you do a lot of research before you even start to seriously think about it.
As far as adapting goes... my fiancé has an easier time adapting to his new culture mostly because of me, because I grew up in it, also know US culture, and can therefore ease him into this much more gentle than he could, if he were on his own.
Email me anytime if you want, and we can chat some more! :)
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I was going to email you... but there was no valid email addy, so I hope you get to read my response this way:
Since I am a citizen of Austria and I basically just returned back home, things were not a hassle for me at all. By being a citizen I have all the paperwork and permits needed by default, so all it really took for me was to get on a plane and fly back. The visa for my fiancé cost about $90 and is valid for 6 months, during which he is not allowed to work. Right now it is very hard for him to get a work permit or a permanent residency permit, but once we are married (next year), he will get all of that automatically, because of my status as citizen.
Also, my family helped us out getting and paying for an apartment, so that saved us a lot of hassle and money right after our move.
So you see, for me this move was really easy. But I reckon that for any non-citizen things will be much more complicated and pricey. If you do not have anyone to help you out with living arrangements, getting a place and paying for it can be hard, especially if you do not have the work permit it takes to make money.
I do not know anything about Irish immigration law, but in general it is always very hard to permanently move to a country if you do not have direct blood relatives there who can help you with the paperwork, or get married to a citizen.
In my country, my fiancé wouldn't stand a chance of getting a permanent permit, if it wasn't for our planned wedding.
Like I said though, I do not know anything about Ireland, but I recommend you do a lot of research before you even start to seriously think about it.
As far as adapting goes... my fiancé has an easier time adapting to his new culture mostly because of me, because I grew up in it, also know US culture, and can therefore ease him into this much more gentle than he could, if he were on his own.
Email me anytime if you want, and we can chat some more! :)
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