IGE Special: Get Picked Up from the Airport in a Mercedes

IGE is great because they pick you up from the airport. I know these seems like a small thing, but trust me... when you're in a new country where you don't speak the language and have no clue how to get to where you're going, it's nice to have someone take you to "home" instead of trying to find it yourself.

Earlier today, I met up with Kevin and Colin. Kevin had to meet with one of the staff members, so Colin and I went to the airport to pick up a new student, Logan. Our short trip to the airport was really an adventure.

First, we both had on matching shirts. No joke. Kevin bought us IGE polos, and while they look really nice, it was kind of interesting having matching outfits on the subway. We probably got some funny looks.

The plan was to take a train into the airport and a cab back to the Europahaus (where we live). We bought train tickets, but we forgot to validate them. Ooops. This was almost bad because the train conductor asked for them. When he saw we didn't validate them, we played dumb Americans. (Well, we were being dumb Americans because it was an honest mistake). He then asked us if it was our first time in Vienna, and we promtply said "Yes." Looking back, I'm not sure how convincing this was with the matching shirts and airport sign. Oh, well, he let us off.

We then had to locate Logan, which was a trick because there were tons of people there and neither Colin and I had a clue what he looked like. After a while, we were pretty sure we had missed him. We considered paging him, but neither one of us knew his last name. Turns out it was Goethe... you know, like the famous philosopher (Logan turns out to be a great, great, great, etc. grandson). Luckily, Logan found us, so we proceeded to the cab station.

The cab station that we normally used, though, was full. This was very unfortunate because they are less expensive than everyone else. We used a different company, and after confirming the address at least 3 times (429 Linzerstrasse) they give us the rate. But, as we're sitting in the cab, the driver puts in 49 Linzerstrasse. I told him it was 429 Linzerstrasse, and he said we didn't pay enough to get that far. Geesh... But at least the cab was a Mercedes.

But we got him there, and it was totally worth not making him figure out the subway system with jetlag and 4 bags in a city he's never been to in a foreign country where they speak German.

Study with IGE - Get picked up from the Airport in a Mercedes by people in matching polos.