Memories
	Parties and Travelling 1952 - 1960

The 1950's was the decade of big parties in the old house, even we were still using coffee substitute.

Once my father played trombone on the roof - so a particular neighbough called the police, maybe my father wasn't wellplaying?

An event that happened every year was the performance of the opera "The Flying Dutchman", where the culmination was when the conductor (my father) needed some cooling water. Quickly my mother got a bucket full of water and helt it over him rigth in the middle of our living room!

My first trip to a foreign country was in the summer 1952 before I began school. The trip was going to Austria and we should have visa to both Germany and Austria.

I remember how we had to step out of the car entering huts, where our passports were examinated. The examination took an awful lot of time and a lot of stamping was done.

I remember all the bombed buildings all over in the larger cities we were passing by.

I remember when driving on a highway it suddenly ended because the bridge was gone, instead we had to drive down small gravel roads passing the river on a small bridge made of wood and then up again to the highway.

Even so it was a wonderful vacation where I saw mountains - the Alps - for the first time.