winnie the pooh, nooooooooooo!

Hello again. I have some more pictures of Evie (which is really what you want) and a few more anecdotes to share. First- our Sunday visit to the Greek church in the Schwedenplatz area was slightly late but we lit candles for all of our families and even met the German/Greek priest. We lingered a bit but then got hungry so we looked for Greek food. After meandering a bit, we were treated to a tremendous meal at a Greek restaurant called Retsina. Mom's moussaka was as "good as it gets" (highest possible praise from YiaYia) and my chicken souvlaki and tzaziki was equally strong. Evie loved the bread most of all. We played at a nearby park afterwards where Evie now is simply fearless on whatever equipment she encounters. I have not yet arrived at "fearless" in watching her, but maybe I'll get there soon. Jeffrey - it will be interesting to see how she tackles the Hanes park "big kids" side when we get back.
After the park, we made our way to the Museum Quartier and visited the Museum of Fine Arts. We blitzed through the highly touted coin and jewelry exhibit (gold coins, hmm. Seen em...), spent a little more time at the Egyptian sarcophagi, and then found the gold mine: the Jan Fabre paintings amidst the Vermeer, Titian, and Rubens biblical art section. Jan Fabre, a contemporary choreographer whose work is also showing at Impulstanz, has an exhibit at the Kunst historisches museum too. Talk about impressive. Speaking of impressive- I now mention the Palmenhaus, where we went after for a 3.75 eu cappuccino. (Jeffrey- remember the Palmenhaus? Next to the Schmetteriling haus? We never went last year but wished we had...and upon leaving, I wished I had an occasion to go back there for a beer with you. Someday.)
The new week began with a new schedule at Impulstanz and history here with the students. 8:30am is my history class, then I get to play with Evie and Yiayia until I leave around 1:45 for my 3 hour text and movement class with a former Bostonian now living in Germany, Tony Rizzi. Rizzi danced for William Forsythe for years and years. Interesting and funny dude. Mom and I went to the Naschmarkt today and the Succession Museum. This lovely day almost took a turn for the worst when Evie dropped her winnie the pooh doll down the U-2 tracks when we were getting off the train. Fortunately, we were at the end of the U2, at Karlsplatz, and so the nice driver (who Evie kept calling the police officer) took his grabby tool with the long neck (which Evie called the alligator) and returned Pooh to its rightful (and sobbing owner). We couldn't stop saying Danke Schön..
Evie loved the Klimt mural in the Succession that represents Wagner's interpretation of Beethoven's 9th symphony. Truly...she kept saying "there's the monkey!" and looked at it for longer than I anticipated she would. Our lunch in Naschmarkt was divine- humus and falafel, fresh tuna sandwiches, greek olives, and we devoured this amazing gouda and brie cheeses I bought at a cheese stand. Today I had a thought --what if the Naschmarkt was transported to Winston's dixie classic fair area? OMG.
There are two remaining performances to attend with the students this week: on Monday night we saw Ultima Vez's rendition of Oedipus Rex (WOW) and tomorrow, we'll see Marie Choinard, from Montreal. Ciao. pictures soon.