It’s been a year since I took off by plane to the Golden State. It’s been a year and I just can’t believe. A lot of things happened since then and this fact really proves that time flies. Working at Dynea, passing my community service and all the experiences that come along with it. At this time of the year I just wish I could board a plane that takes me somewhere else. The thought that I am trapped ALL summer is slightly stressing me out. Just slightly. Sarcasm End.

Not that I am sick of my life here in Austria, it is just that I am anticipating something that isn’t going to happen. Do you know that feeling. This year, no huge trip for poor Philipp. No vacation. Well, I’ll host an American friend for a week, so that should be fun, right? Touring Austria!

Thank you to my host family and all the new friends I made in California. I just wanted to thank you. Even after a year I keep thinking of you and I hope to be back soon. Promised. A YEAR, crazy!

Darker Than - This most certainly is a nice wallpaper opportunity - click to get enlarged version · by Thomas Hawk on flickr.com

Images like these of typical symbols like Las Vegas, San Francisco (Golden Gate, Transamerica Pyramid, etc.) and travel stuff keep following me. It looks like I can’t let go. No, I just can’t let go.

Here the lines of a song that people who fell in love with The City would sign without further ado to proof the finesse of San Francisco… I Left my Heart In San Francisco by Tony Bennett.

I left my heart in San Francisco, high on a hill it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars.
The morning fog may chill the air, I don’t care.
My love waits there in San Francisco, above the blue and windy sea,
When I come home to you, San Francisco, your golden sun will shine for me.

Good to know that the golden sun will shine for anybody who goes to San Francisco.

Am 3. Wochenende meines Aufenthalts gehts nach San Francisco. Die Strassen von Frisco (So sollte man die City nie im Leben nennen; manche Buerger der Stadt duerfen das bei Inside Jokes; sonst highly offensive, sag ich nur — Speaking of Frisco - es gibt eine Muenzwaescherei die heisst Don’t Call It Frisco) sind wirklich so huegelig wie man es von Crazy Taxi kennt (ich hab das spiel aus Blakes Spielekiste ausgegraben btw).