In Middelburg we have had an unseasonable stretch of warm and sunny weather. Think of San Francisco: 50s and 60s, alternating between sun and fog, and not much rain. It has been the sunniest and driest March ever in The Netherlands. My arrival last year coincided with the wettest and cloudiest 12 months this country has seen since records began. Suffice to say spring is here earlier this year than it was last.
Monday, March 31, 2025
Spring
In Middelburg we have had an unseasonable stretch of warm and sunny weather. Think of San Francisco: 50s and 60s, alternating between sun and fog, and not much rain. It has been the sunniest and driest March ever in The Netherlands. My arrival last year coincided with the wettest and cloudiest 12 months this country has seen since records began. Suffice to say spring is here earlier this year than it was last.
Wednesday, March 12, 2025
Austria
Graciously, my educational institution gives us a week off sometime in early March, the spring break which all us students look forward to in the slog after Christmas. It was a busy week for me: involving travel through four countries with my mom and brother, to visit various universities. So perhaps Sam will follow in my footsteps!
We started in Belgium, visiting schools in Antwerp, Kortrijk and Brussels. There's not much to be said about this leg, Belgium has a certain gritty charm which isn't so interesting. Most of our time was spent sitting on the train and enjoying spectacular waffles and ice cream. Regardless, I find student life to be much more interesting in The Netherland's southern neighbor; but perhaps I'm just tired of living here.
To get to the second half of the trip, we took an overnight train from Brussels to Vienna. 14 hours is a very long time! But we had a private compartment and the fare included breakfast, so not all was lost. I spent the whole time reading, and it went pretty fast. On arrival to Vienna there was a persistent rocking feeling, the same as when you've spent a long time in a boat. It took a few hours to get my land-legs back!
Austrian trains are much more interesting than our Dutch trains; which are more of a glorified subway system than anything. In this alpine nation they are longer, stop less often, and have dining cars. From Vienna we had another two hours of travel to Leoben, a city of 24,000 in the Styrian Alps. Here our stop was Montanuniversität Leoben, a college which specializes in natural resources, sustainability, and material applications.
The good people at this institute gave us a 90 minute lecture on the programs they offer and a subsequent tour of the city. This was the most attention we received from any of the universities on the trip, and I found it very professional of them. (but ask Sam what he thinks about the school, it's my blog after all)
While in the Alps over spring break there's really just one thing that comes to mind (especially for the average European) and that is skiing. On a very warm Saturday Sam and I took the bus up to Präbichl Bergbahnen, the local ski hill 40 minutes outside of town. Despite record warmth, they were still open, and we got in a long day of shredding on the slopes.
Our last day in Austria was of course spent in Vienna, one of my favorite cities of the world. Clean, modern, historic, and bustling all in one strudel. In our half-day here we saw some fine works by Gustav Klimt at the Belvedere Palace, and had some excellent food. This marks my third visit to the city, with many more certainly to come.
On Monday my visitors flew back to the US and I caught a plane back to Amsterdam. Vacation is supposed to be about relaxing, but for most (myself included!) it is more movement and exploration-oriented. And thus, exhausting. An interesting paradox! Now it is back to the study for a few weeks, and I can nearly see the midpoint of the degree...
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