I'm down the street from the hotel in the internet cafe with the weak signal.
I'm eating potato wedges and drinking mineral water.
Pouring rain is cooling Vienna down.
The cafe is full of English speakers watching the England/USA World Cup match.
The strangers who speak my language are screaming, laughing, drinking, and doing the wave.
I'm Skype-texting with my sister in Minnesota.
I'm writing, "this is lonely and fantastic all at the same time."