I hope you like this nearly perfect travel story as much as I do.… continued…
Here’s the great thing about Scott. Not only does he love what he’s doing, he loves what you’re doing too. Really. He makes you feel like you’re a star, even if you’re just a tiny blogger with, like, embarrassingly low traffic. I’ve met Scott twice and both times, he greeted me like this:Â “Oh. MY. GOD! Nerd’s Eye View is here!” Everyone needs a guy like Scott around, he’s like 72 screaming groupies all in one tall Alaskan.… continued…
It’s serious business, this handling and showing of alpacas. They’re judged on their looks and their composure — or was it composition, I’m forgetting the exact term — and their fiber, don’t be calling it wool. There’s a handling component too — an alpaca obstacle course to complete in which the alpaca’s human must lead the alpaca through a series of activities: jumping a bail of hay, making a muddy, wet crossing (that one alpaca, a bit of a princess, resisted getting her feet wet), waddling through an array of tires, and more.… continued…
I blame living in Austria for my obsession — it’s more of an illness, really. After all, a nation that comes up with a cake that involves first baking a cake, grinding it into crumbs and then cooking the crumbs in whole milk and butter is a nation that takes cake seriously. Austria is home to the masters, the Leonardos of baking, the Demel, the Gersnter, the Zauner. It was in these classrooms of cake that I studied, partaking, in one 10 day immersion course, of no less than 27 different varieties of cake.… continued…
