Once again, Sunday evening in the Europe Center was quiet after the always active, joyful and most valued weekly weekend invasion of friends from everywhere. At the evening house meeting, we made plans for our open-door-day for the neighbours on March 9th and we can reveal that there WILL be nice cake and classic music. Our beloved Rafal came back to us for some days until an upcoming teaching trip to Ireland and everyone was so happy to have this great guy (= Our Rude Pole”) home!

Discussing what to write in the next blog, we realized not much happened and decided to have a drinking party to have something to write about. In this happy manner, Wednesday evening quickly turned into an orgy of good local Southern German weiss beer, Czech techno and expressive dancing steps on the hall floor. The guys even brought up the big bucket of empty bottles from the basement to fill up the entire table to make it all look even more impressive and “happening”. This was one of very many happy evenings in the Europe Center where all is also not work.

The anticipated quiet coming weekend will not be so quiet after all: Tuesday Philip announced the coming of 4 cars from Innsbruck on top of the already planned cars from Hungary and Darmstadt + the “loose friends” being here. Several construction sites are planned in hall and basement of the villa. Caty left for an almost three week trip to Hong Kong, India and Kathmandu with such noticeable persons as Karmapa, Lama Ole and Sherab Gyaltsen Rinpoche and we are sure she will follow the exciting new construction on her home closely from a distance. We miss her, her enormous effort for all of us and her wonderful laugh sounding through the hall, but we will take care of everything while she is gone and have naturally arranged a big bowl of roses on the table in the freshly vacuumed cleaned hall, just in her spirit :-)

Rafal and Merete are writing this blog (Rafal telling Merete his great, visionary ideas and insights of what to write, Merete typing, Merete writing what she wants to write anyway, Rafal writing “unplugged” in his nice little note book (which will once be published for the great benefit of all) complaining that he cannot get to the computer) in Rafal’s room. In the moment of writing, one by one, everyone is coming into the room… Lisa, Tamas, Sophia, Gerrit, Pavel, Bernhard… Apparently they sensed that this is where it is happening this evening and as we say goodbye for now, the classic music from Rafal’s computer (actually, we are COMPOSING this blog to Mozart), the formerly frozen Irish cream liqueur, now heated on Rafal’s “Kachelofen” (oven = a piece of furniture, for those of you who wonder what part of Rafal’s body we are (not) referring to) and the laughters are flowing in this lovely corner of our Europe Center…

Next blog with Rafal’s visions is (perhaps) coming up as soon as effect of Irish cream liqueur has taken off…

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