82. Gutsy

We found a Kebab place in Ottakring and decided to check it out (I'll probably dedicate a whole post to Kebabs soon).  We had talked about asking people if we could photograph them, so I asked the young girl that worked there.  I didn't really want her to look at the camera, but I had to ask her before, so then she posed.

Kebab stands are always little family joints, usually run by Turkish families.  In this family, the mom and daughter ran everything while the brothers watched the World Cup outside.

Sorry this is kind of a lame post, but it was a big day for me, asking for a picture and everything.  

Later in the day I made the biggest photography mistake of my life.  We were walking down the the U-Bahn and we passed an ice cream shop.  On the front step, four little tiny kids sat stripped down to there underwear eating gelatos of all different flavors.  It was PICTURE PERFECT, and I just kept walking instead of asking the parents if I could take a couple pictures.  I'm still so mad about it.  I'm new at this whole travel photography thing I guess...

76. Profiles

On Monday in photo class we practiced taking portraits.  This meant sixty minutes of getting in one another's faces.  I learned that I have some fabulous looking friends here in Vienna.  Here are are five of the best photos I took.

This is Ambree.  I want all her clothes.  She used to work at Anthropologie.  She lost her passport somewhere in the flight here: luckily the Austrians let her still enter the country.

Here is Cassie.  She is originally from China and she had a bit of a nightmare getting her Visa worked out so she could come here, but she made it.  She's willing to try anything, she shocks us all with her daring.

And there is Ale.  Everyone loves her and gets lost in her eyes, but the Hungarians ESPECIALLY adore her.  She has a standing offer to meet a young man in Iceland.  Romantic!

And then there is Kayla who looks amazing in every photo ever taken of her.  Not joking.  I couldn't decide which of these two looked best, so you get both.  Kayla is from a small town and it is fun to see her open up and have crazy adventures (and hear about them in writing class).

 

And for an extra photo: JP.  It is a lot harder to take narcissistic photos of yourself with a DSLR, but I successfully did not drop the camera on this one. 

53. Arrival

I took a two week hiatus to relax from all things that seemed remotely similar to homework. However classes in Vienna have begun, and I must now start posting photos for my photography class again. (Between you and me this is the best homework ever, but I'm the girl that works on 12 page Heat Transfer assignments). Because our class is more official now, we are posting 5 photos a day. That is a lot for me. I'm not really the girl with the camera always out, but I guess I will be now.  I'm sure I will be happy about this later.

May 3rd or 4th (I get confused because we never slept), we arrived in the city of Vienna. Es war ein langes tages. I think that says it was a long day. Ambree lost her passport and couldn't get through customs so we all camped out in the Airport for a while. With all of our luggage we all looked like little gophers popping our heads out of the ground.

As we waited we checked in with families and such, letting everyone know that while the 24 hour ordeal was uncomfortable and somewhat terrible, we made it alright.

We all forgot the uncomfortable flight when we got to our cute, classic Viennese hotel.  Breakfast at this place was fantastic, and the pillows were so soft.  It felt great to go to sleep...for a few hours.  My body really wasn't used to the time change.

As evidenced by Kayla at dinner, it was a long day, but we are all happy to be here and ready for adventures to begin.