We arrived at our destination which is an ordinary looking Bavarian hotel called Rupertihof in a small village of Ainring just outside of Salzburg. We settled into the guest house on the 3rd floor and once everyone had a chance to catch up with the world on WiFi we decided to head out to the hotel for a well deserved dinner. Little did we know – it was live music night, in fact everyday is a live music night. There was no one in the dining room under 75years of age and the band was going nuts and so were the pensioners. Heli, Heli, Heli, Helicopter was one of the more catchy tunes! The food was good but once finished we quietly ducked out before someone ask us to bust – a – hip on the dance floor. Good times.
Party on, Wayne.
Party on, Garth! The family is infected with the Heli, Heli, Heli, Helicopter jingle. My sanity stands no chance.
I can just imagine Boris and Evalina embracing that tune. Reminds me of the Charlie the Unicorn days. Get out the noise canceling headphones.
… and you twirl the napkin to get into the groove!