BUILDING FRENZY
View from my hotel room in Fuschl Don't you worry! There is much more to tell about the fate of the Emser, which will be done in several more blog posts. For the moment, however, I feel the urge to let you participate in a present predicament of mine, and this in real time at that. I am sitting in my hotel room just now, snowed in, with nothing else to do but writing this blog post. Yesterday, after four days of intensive explorations , I have been abandoned by my two brothers at Klagenfurt Airport. They hastened back home towards the East, whereas I took a more leisurely trip North, to the Salzkammergut, close to Salzburg on he border to Bavaria. Old friends have reserved a room for me at a nice hotel in Fuschl , alongside one of the lakes the region is full of. Last evening, they gave a great party in the countryside, at an old mill converted to restaurant and banquet hall. The König family (isn't it a fitting name, considering the topic of our trip?) had reason to ...