my trapezius is tense..

Hi I'm back.. Phew. good to see people under the age of 65 again! But 'I had my Spa experience!

Sunday: me and simo's mum wanted to leave at 9. Quite ambitious for my family. We left at 11:15, still nervous and awaiting the (geographical) center of Austria. Bad Aussee. When I arrived the highway I recognized the power of my mum's car for the first time. Pfoa! My speed genes found themselves in a turbo-evolution and destroyed, together with the little endorphines, my responsibility hereditary-material. Speed! I overtook every single german-sunday-hat driver and got a quite diabolic look while singing along to "heit bin i wieder fett wia a radierer"! After 1,5 hours we arrived and till then we had also listened to "I am from Austria" for 4 times. In B.A. - rain! Rain and mountains with a snow topping. Great! "Big city life Simone" plopped out of the car in her Sommerpanier: "Yeah, where's THE Spaaaa..??" One hour and a Wiaschtl later I found myself in my white dressing gown at the Laconium. In there me, my mum and a Nürnberger... a FKK loving ("Fkk is schon sehr klasse") very talkative man. Me, being raised in a commune, couldn't irritate his flexi-way of sitting with wide spread legs.. noooo.. Later tanning booth and the herbal steam bath.. When I wanted to go out a young (!) guy sat outside, freaky naked, like all of us. BUT I had a print on my ass because of sitting on a tile-bench for 20 mins. I call it my mosaic-ass.. After that all stoppages where gone. And the masseuse's little son was all happy when I walked by opening my gown from time to time..