lost and yellow experiences

My fist day back to university was pretty much how I expected it. I didn't go. It's easy not to go to university and it's so wrong.
I got up around 8am and found out that Osama bin Laden might or might not has been killed yesterday or someday other by someone somehow and has been thrown into the sea immediately. Um...cough. Whatever.
I didn't want to stay at home the whole day. I took my bag, put in my cameras and ran outside into the sunshine to take some pictures. Well, I spent the first hour on the subway and at the post office. Going to the post office around lunch break time is a bad idea. At least Hank's birthday card is on the way.
After a speed tram ride (scary!) and a bit walking I reached the so called Strudlhofstiege. These stairs are amazing!

After taking the pictures I decided to stroll around a bit more and I got completely lost. I'm not familiar to the 9th district. Everything's pretty there, but I ended up somewhere and I wished to shout "Where am I?". I had no idea. It was the first time that I got lost in Vienna. I found my way back (I got on a bus and hoped to end up where I wanted). I have to say, getting lost is an interesting experience and I'm suprised that I didn't panic (okay. I had a map with me...which I didn't use...).
This day was full of experiences. Old and new ones. Getting lost was new, people staring at me because I wore yellow tights was old. I'll never understand why people like to stare at my legs when I'm wearing yellow tights (funny thing: only women are staring. Men don't care). I don't care. Yellow tights are the best. I love them.
Bye for now. I'm going to take a nap and then I'm going to eat dinner with my Dad. Free dinner at my favorite restaurant is awesome.

Note #01: I'll blog a lot in May. Just to warn you ;)