The hills are alive
There’s a scene in Red River, I think it’s almost at the very end, where there’s a tremendous cattle drive through some Western town. Well, this was nothing like that. For starters, the soundtrack was distinctly non-cowboy music. You can’t play a tuba in the saddle. Furthermore, I was the closest thing to an Indian …
File under “Things We’ll Never Know the Answer To.” Do you think the noise of the bell starts to drive the cow a little crazy after a while? Do cows get headaches? Is a cow that’s fed up with her bell likely to give sour milk? I know I’ve certainly had enough of the g*dd*mn …
I didn’t hit send…yet. It occurs to me that petty as these folks are, she really could lose her job. But I share this story with you, NEV readers, in the form of a letter to the Graz Tourism Board. Dear Graz Tourism: I am an American, married to an Austrian. I was in Graz …
We’re coming to the end of our inaugural tour of the Salzkammergut. It’s been a busy week here at the Aigen HQ, but the weather has been spectacular and we’ve had a fine time. The contented travelers are off to Prague tomorrow – we reconvene in Vienna next week. The tour thus far? Aigen local …
What with the time changes and the traveling and the being in a land locked nation, Fish Wednesday has some special challenges added to it. But it’s not over, no sir. It’s not Wednesday (though maybe it still is in Hawaii) but there was fish nonetheless. Fish Wednesday is now Fisch Donnerstag, featuring a grilled …
For many years, my parents insisted they would never visit Germany. We’re Jewish, and the history…well, you know. They’ve extended that ambivilence towards Austria, but since I married the Austrian, they wanted to see the homeland and have moderated their views a little. Time passes, opinions change, and the draw to see Vienna is undeniable. …