Day 160: Olympic Innsbruck; Alpine scenery
              01/09/08 09:29 PM
            
            
              Day 160
              — Olympic Innsbruck; Alpine scenery
              
09-January-1972 (Sonntag—Sun.)
              
                
              I take a
              quick look at Innsbruck’s Olympic ice stadium then
              head off for Vienna. The Austrian alpine scenery is
              gorgeous. Ah, this wonderful vacation is over.
              
              
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          09-January-1972 (Sonntag—Sun.)
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            Day 159: St. Anton—Ingrid? Innsbruck—Elisabeth?
              01/08/08 09:15 PM
            
            
              Day 159
              — St. Anton—Ingrid? Innsbruck—Elisabeth?
              
08-January-1972 (Samstag–Sat.)
              
                
              So who is
              Ingrid? I love that name. Why didn’t I marry her?
              Well, she was one of the English girls I danced with
              last night. So, I leave Ingrid in St. Anton; make
              plans to meet her in England in the summer; take the
              train to Innsbruck; have dinner with Elisabeth; make
              plans to meet her during Easter. I’m either
              incredibly suave, handsome, and debonair, with all
              the pretty women, or I’m extremely naïve, don’t get
              it, and can’t figure out what is going on.
              
              
I think that, even today, I’m still incredibly naïve (with women). And I still can’t figure them out. Everything’s normal.
              
              
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          08-January-1972 (Samstag–Sat.)
              I think that, even today, I’m still incredibly naïve (with women). And I still can’t figure them out. Everything’s normal.
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Day 158: Beautiful Zurs
              01/07/08 09:02 PM
            
            
              Day 158
              — Beautiful Zurs
              
07-January-1972 (Freitag—Fri.)
              
              
                
              I hit the
              Tirolian slopes of Zurs which offers good snow,
              beautiful views, and long runs. I reflect on what I
              like about St. Anton.
              
              
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          07-January-1972 (Freitag—Fri.)
              At night, Mr. Don Juan hits the dance floor. Read More...
Day 157: Sunny skiing
              01/06/08 08:49 PM
            
            
              Day 157
              — Sunny skiing
              
06-January-1972 (Donnerstag—Thur.)
              
              
              
                
              My last
              day of ski class brings me a full day of skiing with
              beautiful weather. At night, I go dancing. Did I meet
              someone?
              
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          06-January-1972 (Donnerstag—Thur.)
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Day 156: Great skiing; world conversations
              01/05/08 08:30 PM
            
            
              Day 156
              — Great skiing; world conversations
              
05-January-1972 (Mittwock—Wed.)
              
              
                
              Today is
              an amazing day of skiing that brings me down the
              backside of the mountain and many miles away from St.
              Anton. How amazing is that?
              
              
At dinner, I come face-to-face with the emotion behind the conflict in Northern Ireland between the Irish Catholics and the British. At the same dinner table. A true-life learning experience.
              
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          05-January-1972 (Mittwock—Wed.)
              At dinner, I come face-to-face with the emotion behind the conflict in Northern Ireland between the Irish Catholics and the British. At the same dinner table. A true-life learning experience.
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Day 155: I’m in a fog; I’m naked next to a girl
              01/04/08 08:00 PM
            
            
              Day 155
              — I’m in a fog; I’m naked next to a girl
              
04-January-1972 (Dienstag—Tue.)
              
              
                
              I’m in a
              fog today. Literally. As I don’t want to ski off of a
              cliff, I decided to spend the whole day with the ski
              class. I talk about money a bit.
              
              
Oh, and one of my fantasies almost comes to life—standing naked next to a beautiful girl in a white nurse's outfit, next to a sign that says “Massage.”
              
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          04-January-1972 (Dienstag—Tue.)
              Oh, and one of my fantasies almost comes to life—standing naked next to a beautiful girl in a white nurse's outfit, next to a sign that says “Massage.”
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Day 154: Great skiing at Valhalla
              01/03/08 06:42 PM
            
            
              Day 154
              — Great skiing at Valhalla
              
03-January-1972 (Mon.)
              
              
                
              A quality
              day of ski lessons and skiing at St. Anton and the
              cable car to Valhalla. Nice.
              
              
Suddenly I'm Don Juan, meeting girls all over the place. Read More...
          03-January-1972 (Mon.)
              Suddenly I'm Don Juan, meeting girls all over the place. Read More...
Day 153: St. Anton, Skiing Day 1
              01/02/08 06:40 PM
            
            
              Day 153
              — St. Anton, Skiing Day 1
              
02-January-1972 (Sun.)
              
              
                
              My first
              day of skiing at the wonderful resort of St. Anton,
              an international skiing mecca for the rich and famous
              (and a poor American student studying in Vienna). I
              take ski lessons again and spend the day skiing all
              over St. Anton. Nice.
              
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          02-January-1972 (Sun.)
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Day 152: Glückliches Neues Jahr; New Year’s Day concert; off to St. Anton
              01/01/08 02:20 PM
            
            
              Day 152
              — Glückliches Neues Jahr; New Year’s Day concert; off
              to St. Anton
              
01-January-1972 (Sat.)
              
                
              What a
              day! That’s how I end today’s reflections. I get into
              standing room for the world-famous New Year’s Day
              concert by the Vienna Philharmonic that features
              waltzes and polkas by Johann Strauss’ I and II, dad
              and son. What fun! Then, I head off on the train to
              the Austrian Alps, stop in Innsbruck to give
              Elisabeth a gift, and then head on to the
              world-famous ski resort of St. Anton for a week of
              skiing.
              
              
What a day! What a year!
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          01-January-1972 (Sat.)
              What a day! What a year!
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Day 151: New Year’s Eve—Die Fledermaus
              12/31/07 07:47 PM
            
            
              Day 151
              — New Year’s Eve—Die Fledermaus
              
31-December-1971 (day.)
              
              
A day filled with New Year's Eve traditions—spending all day in a standing room line, an ad-lib performance of Die Fledermaus, sneaking in champagne into the opera house (?), Kärtnerstrasse, Stephansdom Platz, and partying. Great performances. Great traditions. Too much to drink. Read More...
          31-December-1971 (day.)
A day filled with New Year's Eve traditions—spending all day in a standing room line, an ad-lib performance of Die Fledermaus, sneaking in champagne into the opera house (?), Kärtnerstrasse, Stephansdom Platz, and partying. Great performances. Great traditions. Too much to drink. Read More...
Day 146: My Christmas present
              12/26/07 07:01 PM
            
            
              Day 146
              — My Christmas present
              
26-December-1971 (Sun.)
              
              
SUMMARY
              
My Christmas present comes today—a package of candy from the elderly lady whose money I found on the bus.
              
Other than that, myself and two girls wander Vienna's famous graveyard, the Central Cemetery, where many a famous composer is buried. It is foggy. It is eerie. Are the spirits talking to me?
              
              
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          26-December-1971 (Sun.)
SUMMARY
My Christmas present comes today—a package of candy from the elderly lady whose money I found on the bus.
Other than that, myself and two girls wander Vienna's famous graveyard, the Central Cemetery, where many a famous composer is buried. It is foggy. It is eerie. Are the spirits talking to me?
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Day 145: Vienna! Frohe Weihnachten—Merry Christmas!
              12/25/07 08:11 PM
            
            
              Day 145
              — Vienna! Frohe Weihnachten—Merry Christmas!
              
25-December-1971 (Sat.)
              
              
                
              A
              wonderful Viennese Christmas day with my roommate,
              Pavel, his sister, and her friend who have come to
              see Pavel all the way from California. A good day
              with some sightseeing, dinner, and conversation. A
              Verdi opera concludes a great day.
              
              
The spirit of Christmas is about families. Meet John’s family and brothers. A photo bonanza. (There are so many photos today—you may need a fast Internet connection for this post.)
              
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          25-December-1971 (Sat.)
              The spirit of Christmas is about families. Meet John’s family and brothers. A photo bonanza. (There are so many photos today—you may need a fast Internet connection for this post.)
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Day 144: Goodbye Innsbruck; Christmas Eve
              12/24/07 11:09 AM
            
            
              Day 142: Skiing Igls with Elisabeth
              12/22/07 09:24 PM
            
            
              Day 142
              — Skiing Igls with Elisabeth
              
22-December-1971 (Wed.)
              
              
                
              A short
              day of skiing with Elisabeth. Trying to do too much
              in too short a time. Igls has sunny skiing, providing
              a day of good skiing and picture taking.
              
              
Being a student is a bond that facilitates meeting other students internationally. Being young is a special time. Enjoy it, responsibly.
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          22-December-1971 (Wed.)
              Being a student is a bond that facilitates meeting other students internationally. Being young is a special time. Enjoy it, responsibly.
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Day 141: Great skiing at Igls
              12/21/07 10:47 PM
            
            
              Day 141
              — Great skiing at Igls
              
21-December-1971 (Tue.)
              
              
                
              A great
              day of skiing at Innsbruck’s Igls mountain. The
              weather was sunny and the snow was in perfect
              condition (not icy). I have a great dinner and
              conversation with Elisabeth. I keep mentioning my mom
              and seek Sigmund Freud’s help.
              
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          21-December-1971 (Tue.)
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Day 140: Skiing; Elisabeth; naked men in a sauna
              12/20/07 08:00 PM
            
            
              Day 140
              — Skiing, Elisabeth, naked men in a sauna
              
20-December-1971 (Mon.)
              
                
              I have an
              extremely long journal post today. Why? I love
              Innsbruck. It was an incredible fun-filled day. From
              rain in Innsbruck to snow in Seegrube, to the extreme
              but pleasant torture of an Innsbruck health
              spa—complete with sauna, cold bath, hot and cold foot
              and body baths, and naked men in saunas.
              
              
There is only one Austrian in my ski class. She is a good-looking Austrian girl, Elisabeth. She becomes my skiing partner and a welcomed source of information on Innsbruck. When I said, “Where can I run around naked with a bunch of old men?,” she was right there pointing me to the health spa. Only kidding.
              
              
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          20-December-1971 (Mon.)
              There is only one Austrian in my ski class. She is a good-looking Austrian girl, Elisabeth. She becomes my skiing partner and a welcomed source of information on Innsbruck. When I said, “Where can I run around naked with a bunch of old men?,” she was right there pointing me to the health spa. Only kidding.
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Day 139: Innsbruck: Seegrube Ski School
              12/19/07 09:31 PM
            
            
              Day 139
              — Innsbruck: Seegrube Ski School
              
19-December-1971 (Sun.)
              
              
                
              My first
              day of skiing in the Austrian Alps is at Seegrube. I
              take lessons to improve my paralleling—after all this
              is Austria. If they can’t teach me to ski, no one
              can. I love it. I love the fresh air. Just thinking
              about it, I want to go back. Right now!
              
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          19-December-1971 (Sun.)
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Day 138: Arrival in Innsbruck
              12/18/07 08:11 PM
            
            
              Day 138
              — Arrival in Innsbruck
              
18-December-1971 (Sat.)
              
                
              I’m in
              Innsbruck. Yay, my first look at the Austrian Alps,
              or any Alps for that matter. A little bit of
              sightseeing and then I get ready for some exciting
              skiing tomorrow. St. Anne's column in Innsbruck's old
              town is a well-known landmark.
              
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          18-December-1971 (Sat.)
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Day 083: Celebrating the spirit of humanity
              10/24/07 07:02 PM
            
            
              Day 83
              — Celebrating the spirit of humanity
              
24-October-1971 (Sun.)
              
              
                
              I’m
              sightseeing in Baden, Austria today and spend the day
              walking and getting some well-needed exercise. I
              rediscover the beauty of nature and the spirit of
              humankind. People are people, and kids are kids—all
              over the world. Something to remember.
              
              
Plenty of beautiful autumn-like pictures today. Also check out the photos and slide shows today.
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          24-October-1971 (Sun.)
              Plenty of beautiful autumn-like pictures today. Also check out the photos and slide shows today.
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Day 060: Austria—beautiful panoramas
              10/01/07 05:23 PM
            
            
              Day 60
              — Austria 360—beautiful panoramas
              
01-October-1971 (Fri.)
              
              
                
              01971:
              Some letter writing to mom and my brothers relieves
              some of my horn-playing stress.
              
              
2007: I discover two new websites, one Austrian, www.austria-360.at, and the other www.panoramas.dk, that display absolutely gorgeous 360-degree panoramic pictures from around Austria and the world. Absolutely gorgeous and a lot of fun. The picture at the left is from panoramas.dk and is of the Vienna National Library (© Peter Winkler). It is stunning in 360.
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          01-October-1971 (Fri.)
              2007: I discover two new websites, one Austrian, www.austria-360.at, and the other www.panoramas.dk, that display absolutely gorgeous 360-degree panoramic pictures from around Austria and the world. Absolutely gorgeous and a lot of fun. The picture at the left is from panoramas.dk and is of the Vienna National Library (© Peter Winkler). It is stunning in 360.
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Day 048: Stress relief: Donau Park and Tower
              09/19/07 09:05 PM
            
            
              Day 48
              — Stress relief: Donau Park and Tower
              
19-September-1971 (Sun.)
              
                
              To reduce
              the stress of my daily frustration, I visit the Donau
              Park and Tower adjacent to the Danube River.
              
              
Great views. Ah, I feel better.
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          19-September-1971 (Sun.)
              Great views. Ah, I feel better.
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Day 032: Amusement at Prater
              09/03/07 09:24 PM
            
            
              Day 32
              — Amusement at Prater
              
03-September-1971 (Fri.)
              
              
                
              A day at
              Vienna’s Prater amusement park with Anjali. I get a
              little dizzy, lose in ping pong, and eat a lot. As an
              aside, I comment on my use of emdashes and thus
              address some of the grammar issues of my journal
              writing, and plea to Grammar Girl to set me straight.
              
              
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          03-September-1971 (Fri.)
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Day 031: Anjali; the National Library; Hofburg Complex
              09/02/07 09:32 PM
            
            
              Day 31
              — Anjali; the National Library; Hofburg Complex
              
02-September-1971 (Tue.)
              
              
                
              Sightseeing
              with Anjali continues. Just a bit of info on the
              Austrian National Library situated in the Hofburg
              Complex in central Vienna.
              
              
When visiting Vienna, you can’t help but imagine the expansive power and influence of the Austro-Hungarian empire as you enter the incredible Hofburg Complex through the Heldenplatz and look upon the massive Neue Burg.
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          02-September-1971 (Tue.)
              When visiting Vienna, you can’t help but imagine the expansive power and influence of the Austro-Hungarian empire as you enter the incredible Hofburg Complex through the Heldenplatz and look upon the massive Neue Burg.
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Day 030: Sightseeing with Anjali
              09/01/07 07:30 PM
            
            
              Day 30
              — Sightseeing with Anjali
              
01-September-1971 (Mon.)
              
              
                
              With exams
              over, I spend some quality sightseeing time with
              Anjali.
              
              
And I admit that I really like her.
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          01-September-1971 (Mon.)
              And I admit that I really like her.
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Day 029: The beautiful parks of Vienna
              08/31/07 07:42 PM
            
            
              Day 29
              — The beautiful parks of Vienna
              
31-August-1971 (Tue.)
              
              
                
              Last day
              of German class exams. Studying in the beautiful
              parks of Vienna. Travel the world virtually
              with 
              Google Earth.
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          31-August-1971 (Tue.)
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Day 027: My first song; Rick Steve’s Europe on PBS
              08/29/07 09:26 PM
            
            
              Day 27
              — My first song; Rick Steve’s Europe on PBS
              
29-August-1971 (Sun.)
              
A two-line entry today. I’ve written my first young-love pop-folk song ever—“One Summer Day”—for Anjali. It may be corny but it was from my heart. (all girls swoon)
              
In the contemporary world (today), I happen to see a Rick Steve’s Europe video tour of Vienna. Wonderful video and commentary.
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          29-August-1971 (Sun.)
A two-line entry today. I’ve written my first young-love pop-folk song ever—“One Summer Day”—for Anjali. It may be corny but it was from my heart. (all girls swoon)
In the contemporary world (today), I happen to see a Rick Steve’s Europe video tour of Vienna. Wonderful video and commentary.
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Day 026: Mahler’s 8th Symphony; Schönbrunn Palace
              08/28/07 08:52 PM
            
            
              Day 26
              — Mahler’s 8th Symphony; Schönbrunn Palace
              
28-August-1971 (Sat.)
              
                
              What a
              day. A visit to the incredible Schönbrunn Palace and
              gardens with Anjali, and an incredible performance of
              Mahler’s 8th Symphony. Shivers…shivers…shivers up and
              down my spine.
              
              
Practice on my new horn and sad to see Achille leave for Italy.
              
And a little rant on why the RIAA should change their policies and fees on licensing music for Internet-radio and podcasts.
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          28-August-1971 (Sat.)
              Practice on my new horn and sad to see Achille leave for Italy.
And a little rant on why the RIAA should change their policies and fees on licensing music for Internet-radio and podcasts.
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Day 024: Burgemeister’s Reception at the Rathaus
              08/26/07 08:07 PM
            
            
              Day 24
              — Burgemeister’s reception at the Rathaus
              
26-August-1971 (Thur.)
              
                
              Back in
              Vienna, I return very tired and head off to German
              class. I’m not tired enough to miss the Mayor’s
              Reception that evening, however. A formal ball with
              everyone dressed up. Especially Anjali, in her
              soiree. Dancing and enjoyable company. Life is good.
              
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          26-August-1971 (Thur.)
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Day 023: My new Alexander French horn
              08/25/07 08:50 PM
            
            
              Day 23
              — My new Alexander French horn
              
25-August-1971 (Wed.)
              
              
                
              I’m in
              Mainz, Germany. I buy my first new French horn today
              at the Alexander horn shop. I’m so happy. I meet Mr.
              Alexander himself.
              
              
Nixon devalued the U.S. dollar a few days ago. He cost me money. Read More...
          25-August-1971 (Wed.)
              Nixon devalued the U.S. dollar a few days ago. He cost me money. Read More...
Day 022: I need a French horn—off to Mainz, Germany
              08/24/07 10:05 PM
            
            
              Day 22
              — I need a French horn—off to Mainz, Germany.
              
24-August-1971 (Tue.)
              
              
                
              After a
              day at school, it’s off to Mainz, Germany to buy my
              French Horn. I also provide a chronological timeline
              of how I got started in music—ending with an amazing
              secret.
              
              
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          24-August-1971 (Tue.)
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Day 020: Salzburg finale; Festung Hohensalzburg and the Schubert B-minor Mass
              08/22/07 09:29 PM
            
            
              Day 20
              — Day 020: Salzburg finale; Festung Hohensalzburg and
              the Schubert B-minor Mass
              
22-August-1971 (Sun.)
              
              
                
              I close
              out my last day in Salzburg with a full day of
              sightseeing (Mozart museum, Domplatz, and the
              medieval fortress, Festung Hohensalzburg.
              
              
The highlight of the day was my attending a real Mass in a cathedral. 1st row. Oh, it happened to be a full performance of Schubert’s B-minor Mass. Heavenly.
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          22-August-1971 (Sun.)
              The highlight of the day was my attending a real Mass in a cathedral. 1st row. Oh, it happened to be a full performance of Schubert’s B-minor Mass. Heavenly.
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Day 019: Oom-pah-pah bands, yodelers, and folk dancers
              08/21/07 09:23 PM
            
            
              Day 19
              — Oom-pah-pah bands, yodelers, and folk dancers
              
21-August-1971 (Sat.)
              
              
                
              My 2nd day
              in Salzburg, Austria is a day of
              sightseeing—Hellbrunn Palace, Mirabell Gardens, a
              concert, and a beer garden—with oom-pah-pah bands,
              yodelers, and those “guys who hop and slap
              themselves.” No, not Chevy Chase, "those guys."
              
              
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          21-August-1971 (Sat.)
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Day 018: Salzburg, Austria; first train trip
              08/20/07 10:49 PM
            
            
              Day 18
              — Salzburg, Austria; first train trip
              
20-August-1971 (Fri.)
              
              
                
              Mozart’s
              birth city — Salzburg, Austria. I take my first train
              ride, totally standing up, to this wonderful city.
              Salzburg welcomes me with a hail storm and no student
              service to help me. What to do? Find a room, walk
              around, listen to music, and enjoy. Which I do.
              
              
Photography is my hobby and Salzburg is a great place to take photographs. (Photos coming soon.) If you aren’t already taking digital pictures, you should be. Come on. Pictures are memories!
              
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          20-August-1971 (Fri.)
              Photography is my hobby and Salzburg is a great place to take photographs. (Photos coming soon.) If you aren’t already taking digital pictures, you should be. Come on. Pictures are memories!
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Day 013: Vienna Woods, Kahlenburg
              08/15/07 08:17 PM
            
            
              Day 13
              — Vienna Woods, Kahlenburg
              
15-August-1971 (Sun.)
              
              
                
              A quiet
              day of walking in the Vienna Woods, and then up the
              winding path to see a view of Vienna and outlying
              vineyards from the heights of Kahlenburg. An
              enjoyable day.
              
              
A little bit of an aside on my interest in photography and the Kodak slides that are from 36 years ago, and Austrians.
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          15-August-1971 (Sun.)
              A little bit of an aside on my interest in photography and the Kodak slides that are from 36 years ago, and Austrians.
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Day 012: Let’s go to the summer cottage, dear—Belvedere Palace
              08/14/07 06:54 PM
            
            
              Day 12
              — Let’s go to the summer cottage, dear—Belvedere
              Palace
              
14-August-1971 (Sat.)
              
                
              “Hello,
              yes it’s me, Prince Eugene of Savoy. Yes, the guy who
              defeated the Turks in 1683. Well, thanks. We want to
              take the kids and go to the summer cottage this
              weekend at Belvedere. Can you round up the
              1,000-person staff and have them get the place ready?
              Chow.”
              
              
That was the owner of Belvedere Palace. This was the first palace that I saw up close. Palaces are huge. The gardens are incredible. The interiors are ornate and magnificent. This was only the summer residence. Wow. I'm ready to move in.
              
Oh, and Anjali also plays folk guitar, sings, and writes songs. And I’m supposed to be the musician?
              
              
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          14-August-1971 (Sat.)
              That was the owner of Belvedere Palace. This was the first palace that I saw up close. Palaces are huge. The gardens are incredible. The interiors are ornate and magnificent. This was only the summer residence. Wow. I'm ready to move in.
Oh, and Anjali also plays folk guitar, sings, and writes songs. And I’m supposed to be the musician?
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Day 011: Danube boat party, the Iron Curtain
              08/13/07 07:38 AM
            
            
              Day 11
              — Danube boat party, the Iron Curtain
              
13-August-1971 (Fri.)
              
              
                
              No short
              posts here. Live on-the-spot journaling, documenting
              an exciting full-day excursion on the Blue, err
              Green, Danube River that flows by Vienna
              (Wein).
              Sightseeing, plenty of photos, and more.
              
              
I’m up to the task and only briefly let the armed patrol boat, barbed-razor-wire security fence (the Iron Curtain), and the armed machine-gun guards in the towers “shock” me. Welcome to Czechoslovakia and communism in the 60’s and 70’s.
              
Anjali, a young, pretty girl, comes to the rescue. We sightsee, eat, and then learn to dance. I’m her first dance partner.
              
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          13-August-1971 (Fri.)
              I’m up to the task and only briefly let the armed patrol boat, barbed-razor-wire security fence (the Iron Curtain), and the armed machine-gun guards in the towers “shock” me. Welcome to Czechoslovakia and communism in the 60’s and 70’s.
Anjali, a young, pretty girl, comes to the rescue. We sightsee, eat, and then learn to dance. I’m her first dance partner.
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Day 009: Grinzing wine tasting
              08/11/07 09:48 PM
            
            
              Day 9 —
              Grinzing wine tasting
              
11-August-1971 (Wed.)
              
After German class in the morning, where I make a non-funny German joke, we go to wine country—Grinzing—for some, eatin’, talkin’, drinkin’, singin’, and tastin’ some of that mighty-fine Austrian wine.
              
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          11-August-1971 (Wed.)
After German class in the morning, where I make a non-funny German joke, we go to wine country—Grinzing—for some, eatin’, talkin’, drinkin’, singin’, and tastin’ some of that mighty-fine Austrian wine.
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