It is spring in Vienna–beautiful, amazing, spring.
I have to admit that when I first moved here, I wasn’t so sure about the city, which is awful because it’s a cultural capital of Europe and it’s amazing and blah blah blah. It was cold and dark, my feet were always wet, and the overwhelming impression I had was that things were Big, Old, Impressive, and Grey. Vienna in spring, though, is a whole different story.
Cafes have put their tables outside, street musicians are playing on every corner, even the buildings seem different. Now they gleam instead of glower. The parks are full of people sitting, walking, picnicking, drinking, playing music, reading… It’s just an amazing place to be. And there are ice cream shops on almost every street, which I definitely didn’t understand when I first got here, but now I get it. Every day is just better and better.
And now, best of all, it’s time for spring holidays. At Davidson, Spring Frolics was one of the happiest days of the year. Everyone set aside schoolwork and went to Patterson Court to frolic, which meant getting drunk laying out in the sun, eating barbecue, listening to music, and generally doing nothing except have fun. Today in Sweden, they are doing almost the exact same thing, except as a country. They’re having Valborg, some holiday that requires everyone to go to a park with all of their friends and get drunk enjoy each other’s company in the nice weather. In Vienna, there’s going to be a May Day celebration at the Prater, which I’m going to go to. I imagine that there will be a lot of people loitering around the park, eating, getting drunk listening to live music, and so on. I hope it’s awesome. Then, the celebration to trump them all: Grand May Day at Bryn Mawr College. Both my sisters go to Bryn Mawr College, my mom went, and my dad went to Haverford, so they’re all there for Sunday’s BIG DAY. Because Bryn Mawr is part sorority, part pagan cult, part feminist action coalition, they celebrate May Day in a really big way. And every four years they have a Grand May Day, so this is an even bigger celebration than usual. Parades, hoop races, dancing around a Maypole… you know, normal spring activities. Plus belly dancing, a screening of “The Philadelphia Story,” a Greek play, African dancing, henna tattoos, and a flute choir, of course. At least Davidson’s Spring Frolics had a slip ‘n’ slide. That thing was awesome.
So anyway. Hope you’re having a fabulous spring wherever you are, because spring is the most wonderful season of the year and everyone should be as happy as I am that it is here.
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The parental unit on the ground at Bryn Mawr’s May Day sent these photos–looks like an amazing May Day. I want to go someday!
The may poles set up and ready for action.
(The part of me that was secretly home-schooled/is a middle-aged dad can’t keep this one in any more: “seems like a whole lotta hoopla to me.” har har har har har)