Day 349: Swimming at Wannsee
Day 349 — Swimming at Wannsee
16-Jul-1972 (Sun.)
Today is a
day of relaxation and getting sun burnt on the
Wannsee. Swimming, nudity, architecture, it’s all
part of today’s discussion. I don’t have any pictures
of the Wannsee or of nudity.
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16-Jul-1972 (Sun.)
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Day 271: A history of John’s hair in Vienna
Day 271 — A history of John’s hair in Vienna
29-April-1972 (Samstag–Sat.)
I go to
the 60s hippie rock-musical, Hair.
Inspired by the theme of hair, I present a history of
my hair in 1971 Vienna. What happened? Plenty of
pictures today.
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29-April-1972 (Samstag–Sat.)
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Day 155: I’m in a fog; I’m naked next to a girl
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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 140: Skiing; Elisabeth; naked men in a sauna
12/20/07 08:00 PM Filed in: Austria
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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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