This week is Herbstferien (fall break) in Baden-Wuerttemberg, which means that we, along with the rest of the state, will be traveling. Our personal plan is to roadtrip south to Ticino*--the Italian-speaking, southernmost canton of Switzerland--in search of high mountains and sunshine.
Perhaps the trap in the parking basement will have caught something--a marten, a rat, or as my friend Tamsin suggests, a troll--by the time we return. As the tufts of grass on the cage gradually wither, the egg remains intact inside, untouched and unrefrigerated.
For all of you new Schlager fans out there, check out this scrumptious video of the ever-popular group, Die Flippers, singing "Aloha He, Stern der Südsee." I draw your attention to the song mainly to point out the popularity of both echoes and Polynesia in Schlager, as the refrain "Aloha He (Aloha, Aloha)" clearly recalls "Fliege mit mir nach Somoa (Samoa, Samoa)." The unabashed joyfulness conveyed by the blowing hair and shiny blazers isn't bad either.
And on that musical note, I bid you farewell, dear readers, until the weekend. Also, pfirdi! Pfirdi! Also, pfirdi!
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See now, this is where I feel like a true American, in all my "we're better than them"-ness. But then I remember the likes of Bobby Vinton, Wayne Newton and the spectacle that's called Branson, and realize, we really *are* all one. Help us all.
Oh, and have a lovely trip! Zombie Lurch tonight....
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