So we survived the Almhof New Year's eve, which can be a famously bumpy ride: a long formal dinner followed by some truly terrible dancing. The best years are when there is some sort of late night scandal: a lover's quarrel, (preferably a lesbian one); someone dancing with a precariously placed toupee; a young Russian mother getting her 12 year old child drunk...you know, the usual. Unfortunately welcoming 2014 was tame, and we had to solider on without much entertainment.
It can be depressing witnessing a lot of unhappy people pretending so hard not to be. Sometimes though, one sees a family that is weathering the human storm-happy to be where they are: dancing in the alps in a very good dress.
My friend and I watched one of them last night: this Greek couple that has been coming forever. They have piles of money and children; and they had this long, joyous, sexy dance together.
Next to them in the dark was of course Mrs. Schneider: dirndl on, arms high; encouraging them silently to keep going.
Photos soon my pretties.
