tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804114935312811175.post4820155365326448967..comments2024-01-27T20:32:17.610-05:00Comments on Pinchgut: I think Llama's legs are the problemBadgerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11283813317560446754noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804114935312811175.post-58764315078508391912008-12-16T10:12:00.000-05:002008-12-16T10:12:00.000-05:00Hi, let me share some childhood memories with you:...Hi, <BR/>let me share some childhood memories with you:<BR/><BR/>St. Nicolas visits children on Dec. 6th, along comes his companion, the devil-like "Krampus". Naturally Krampus scared the living he** out of us, because he was the one to identify the children, who had been bad throughout the year! He would dish out spanks and coals instead of praise and chocolotes, which the good children would receive from St. Nicolas. <BR/><BR/>So the late afternoon of Dec. 6 was a dreaded, but yet longed for moment. Traditionally - during the night from Dec. 5th to 6th - children would put their highly polished shoes and boots outside the door or on the window sill to find the infamous charcoals or delicious chocolates inside. You got it: this depended again on how naughty you were during the year. <BR/><BR/>Also, presents in Austria are not brought by St. Nicolas or Santa Claus, but by the "Christkind", the "christ child" on the evening of Dec. 24th. Dads and Granddads always go out with the kids in the afternoon to get them out of the way and to allow the moms and grandmas to cook Christmas dinner, set up the tree, decorate it, put the presents underneath. <BR/><BR/>Children would not be allowed in the living room until after the ringing of a small bell has announced that the Christkind had just made his appearance (Usually the Christkind would leave the window open, as it had no time to close it properly before leaving! ;-)) <BR/><BR/>I will always remember standing in front of the<BR/>preciously decorated tree (heaved again with chocolates :-) being totally in awe with gleaming eyes and blazing red cheeks. <BR/><BR/>Despite the Krampus it is still great fun being a child in Austria... :-)Oh so feinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15438385185076771399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804114935312811175.post-22054232381769860082008-12-12T08:16:00.000-05:002008-12-12T08:16:00.000-05:00When we ask to take things home we ask for a "box"...When we ask to take things home we ask for a "box" in English and normally get foil or something like that. <BR/>Hope the trees are too your liking.<BR/>TTrinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13406842707732044565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804114935312811175.post-65662660889959944662008-12-12T02:55:00.000-05:002008-12-12T02:55:00.000-05:00Ah - I see - I will add that to my list of words n...Ah - I see - I will add that to my list of words not to be used.Badgerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11283813317560446754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804114935312811175.post-3630550695785484642008-12-11T17:53:00.000-05:002008-12-11T17:53:00.000-05:00I had leftovers I wanted to take back to my hotel ...I had leftovers I wanted to take back to my hotel because my funds were running low, and in the States we ask for a Doggy Bag. All I could think of was Hundschen Tasche. The girl waiting on us about died laughing, not only for my choice of words ("You want a bag made out of a dog?"), but because in Wien one doesn't take food home after a meal.Kaye Wallerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06491607694389685973noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804114935312811175.post-59835597465095657102008-12-11T14:57:00.000-05:002008-12-11T14:57:00.000-05:00OK - I can't find out what a Hundschentasche is! ...OK - I can't find out what a Hundschentasche is! <BR/><BR/>Modenapark is close to me I will have a look tomorrow. <BR/><BR/>We have a couple of possibilites for cat sitters - so they are much more relaxed.Badgerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11283813317560446754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804114935312811175.post-19350419410496172492008-12-11T14:16:00.000-05:002008-12-11T14:16:00.000-05:00There now Christmas tress at Modenapark and Maybe ...There now Christmas tress at Modenapark and Maybe even Stadpark. Good luck! Have you found a cat sitter yet?Trinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13406842707732044565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804114935312811175.post-86681752957977644162008-12-11T13:35:00.000-05:002008-12-11T13:35:00.000-05:00AT a Heuriger... [sigh]AT a Heuriger... [sigh]Kaye Wallerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06491607694389685973noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3804114935312811175.post-64459137950294948002008-12-11T13:34:00.000-05:002008-12-11T13:34:00.000-05:00The biggest laugh I got was as a Heuriger when I a...The biggest laugh I got was as a Heuriger when I asked for a "Hundschentasche". I learned a number of lessons very quickly.Kaye Wallerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06491607694389685973noreply@blogger.com