So, Gwyn and Rod Perkins visited us in Vienna last week and we had a great time touring around and catching up, gossiping about all of you...
We also had the Gwyn/Betsy experience of a lifetime at a Viennese Heuriger.
Heurigen are Viennese "wine gartens" in the same style as German "biergartens," so you can already begin to see why we enjoyed this wonderful Viennese tradition. On this particular day, however, magic happened...
While sitting there, eating all kinds of great food and drinking wine out of pitchers...a wedding was setting up. We started talking to the groom and his groomsmen and Gwyn and I noticed that one of them looked like Sean Lennon. Of course, we thought it was the wine and our blind Beatles obsessions at work. At one point, I even said, "Look at him - he knows it, man, he's working it!" or some other such crap, as if twenty-something guys normally go around trying to look like the son of a dead Beatle...
As we talked to them more, though, it became clear. One guy introduced them all as "musicians" and started pointing out who played what instrument. When he got to our look-alike he said, "And Sean here, well, he's more into rock and roll." Gwyn quietly asked him to confirm and he did, with an oh-so-pleasant condescention and irritation at his friend's celebrity. I am sure he was thinking, "Stupid Americans..." but who cares! We immediately turned into stupid teenagers, taking photos of the wedding party! We had even been chatting with Sean a little bit before the "realization," and then we found out who he was and were dumbstruck, starstruck FOOLS.
Coincidentally, Gwyn and I had been talking about my 30th birthday earlier that very same day and I told them the story of Stefan getting "John Lennon" to sing Yer Birthday to me from the stage (best birthday present EVER!). They dared me to tell Sean, "Dude...a guy pretending to be your dead father sang happy birthday to me a couple of years ago and it was, like, the most meaningful moment of my life..." But I didn't.
So, here's the proof. An anonymous hand (seriously, not one of ours!) is pointing him out for you.
Our question is, of course - if you want to be inconspicuous, why the shaggy hair and round, gold glasses?
