Austrian Summer Gothic
Overgrown grave marker on the churchyard walls in Fernitz, Austria.
Overgrown grave marker on the churchyard walls in Fernitz, Austria.
I was very much an “auslander” when I lived in Austria. An outlander. I have fine in-laws who are kind and generous, but I did not have friends here, and I spent huge amounts of time alone. During that time, I covered sections of the Enns Valley on foot, repeatedly. Outlander is a funny word …
I feel fairly certain that the reason I sit (somewhat unhappily due to a nasty bout of flu) in this lovely hotel is because I attended TBEX last year. In the lobby of the cramped New York hall where TBEX 10 took place, I met a delightful young woman, Teresa Faudon, from the Austria Tourism …
“We would have sent you home,” said Teresa, our hostess. “It was freezing up there, there was new snow. You made the right choice to stay in bed.” It was a painful choice, though, one wrapped in self pity and despair. I had a window of relief from whatever flu I’ve picked up, just enough …