Tomorrow morning, I'm off for a quick trip to the small German village of Oberammergau to see the Passion Play. This is a play that the village puts on every ten years as a result of a promise the villagers made to God back in the 1600s that they'd do a Passion Play every ten years if they were spared from the plague. Of course, I imagine that it's now more of a tourist thing than a religious experience, but I'm looking forward to it.
It's about a four-hour drive across part of Austria. I don't actually get very far into Germany (so I don't get to go nuts on the German autobahn, darn it). I'll be meeting my friend Stuart, who's doing his annual teaching gig in the Netherlands right now. The package includes lunch on Friday at our hotel, then the first half of the play in the afternoon, then dinner at a hotel in town, then the second half of the play Friday night, and then breakfast Saturday morning. Like everything else around here, it's not cheap, but as I tell people, it's not very often that I find myself living in Europe in a year that's divisible by ten, so I have to take advantage of the opportunity.
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That sounds really fun! Enjoy!
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