This week the boys and I continued our exploration of the city, slowly creating a semblance of a routine which will hopefully involve far less Peppa Pig than in previous weeks. It’s rewarding to see our kids composing themselves a bit
more carefully on city sidewalks, and an Austrian woman even asked ME for directions to the pool yesterday. That has to be a good sign, right? As we improve our local knowledge, it’s the unexpected idiosyncracies the continue to trip me up. Did you know Austria has a unique standard for bedding? Twin beds get a GIANT pillow
for reasons which are still unclear to me. (Is it to make up for the smaller bed?) Garbage is divided into approximately 37 categories, and I now know to be prepared for the postman to deliver packages at 6:45 am. It only took one embarrassing lesson at the grocery store to learn that produce must be weighed and labeled before
checking out, and an urgent trip to the feminine products aisle revealed a vast selection of pads and three versions of OB tampons. When I searched Amazon for alternatives, I quickly scrolled past five versions of OB only to make this surprising discovery
. 😳 Sex tampons aside, there are many positive idiosyncracies as well. Park restrooms charge a fee, but they are ridiculously clean (and free with children). Everything is clean for that matter. Shopping carts require a €1 deposit, which ensures they are returned to the proper location (brilliant!) No one jaywalks and everyone is promptly on time. You could leave your wallet in the street and it would still be there in an hour (though you’d be shamed for littering). I suppose the lesson to keep in mind is that any of the little headaches will likely be matched with an equally surprising delight. And hopefully the postman likes my pajamas.