Kitzbühel, Austria
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Wednesday was a little on the rainy side, so Linsey, Rhea, Chris, Rick and I decided to take the train up to Kitzbuhel. It was a beautiful little Tyrolean ski village where we found a nice little café to have some tea and hot chocolate. There was a beautiful church set on a hill, so we decided to stroll up there....as we turned the corner around the wall at the top of the stairs, we found ourselves in a cemetery with an insane amount of beautiful graves, all surrounding the church. As we walked around, we realized that there was actually a funeral going on on the other side of the cemetery. Somewhere around this same time, Chris noticed a small peculiar stone on the ground, and picked it up, only to discover that it was, in fact a tooth. A full molar with the entire root. How on earth does a tooth make it's way into a cemetery? We decided not to think about these possibilities too much, because there was just something strange and eerie about it. The church was open to the public, so we went in for a bit
. The incense from the funeral outside was still floating about the air of the absolutely gorgeous church, which I found somewhat unsettling...the idea of wandering around a church where a funeral is underway just seems inappropriate to me. After having a nice lunch, we headed back to
Hopfgarten, had a couple beers.
That night, we went out for a nice tasty dinner, then back to the Silver Bullet, where several people decided to show off their lack of singing skills with a little Karaoke. I met an interesting British guy who, after a long discussion of politics and the current US administration, declared that I am the most un-American American he's ever met.
