Johann Strauss
Day 152: Glückliches Neues Jahr; New Year’s Day concert; off to St. Anton
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
Day 151 — New Year’s Eve—Die Fledermaus
31-December-1971 (Fri.)
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 (Fri.)
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 011: Danube boat party, the Iron Curtain
08/13/07 07:38 AM Filed in: Vienna | sightseeing
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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