Woke up in the wee hours and set off for the early morning net cafe so I could catch up a bit with B back home. Getting there, I found it didn’t open for another hour. Frustrated, I tried using a payphone, but it smelled heavily of urine and ate all my Kuronas. This nearly made my 3rd Europe cry but I refused to give in. There are times when you push and push and it’s futile, but neccessary. Going back to the hostel, I messaged B of my tardiness and set back to the net cafe for its 8 o clock opening. The internet teller there was a bit of a snipey character and the cafe charged by the tooth, but I got my skype call in! By now I’d also decided that instead of going to Munich, I needed to go to Vienna. Feeling all sorted, I even made it back to the hostel in time for the breakfast and the good spirits were renewed.
Booked a hostel and my bus to Austria. AH appeared, he’d been on a strange journey the night before as well, being led on a wild goose chase by his couchsurfing contact and eventually taking a taxi back to the hostel at some am hour. By now he had his next stages planned, and we said our goodbyes as he took off out the door to find a festival in Germany. I’m wondering if we exchanged or were influenced by eachother’s energies, as before Prague I was in Germany and he was in Vienna. But by now Munich didn’t feel right and getting there was proving difficult. There are some things you should listen to, for whatever reason. I took some time to draw.
It was a rainy day, so motivation wasn’t high for rambles. I went to the Old Town and checked out the Alphonse Mucha museum. This was fascinating to see as it explained his process in so many ways! His extremely precise figuration, the decorative motifs… it came thusly: for the figures, he worked from photographs of models he clothed and posed in exotic and romantic ways. Elements such as the circle with a thick border that encloses many of his figures came from his studies of Art Nouveau dishware – picture a plate of porcelain, edged in gold! And furniture became stylistic silhouettes, buttons were headpieces.. all the everyday elements that were in fashion in objects at the time became the source of his decorative style.
I was going to return North to the market and find some of that incense, and set about looking for a Metro. Following a tide of pedestrians who I thought were leading me there, I soon found I was in fact by the meeting place AH and N had arranged the day before to meet and busk at. Knowing plans had drifted, and feeling like a dry place to rest my soaked feet at, I followed my nose to the nearby Lebanese joint. Having a tea, I completed some drawings I had begun there earlier. Soon I was joined by N and a friend of his. He also thought he might find me and or AH there. It was good to see him again before leaving. We sat and talked awhile. Growing hungry and low on Crowns, I left and found a nearby market and made myself some rice back at the hostel. Then I had a nap and came here to catch up on the blog! My intent is to get an early night from here to prepare for tomorrows travels.