Travels with Bowser Posts

A lot of stairs. Watson walking in front of me. I’m close behind her, preventing her from falling down. We’re on our way to the top of the tower in Schloss Bruck, a medieval castle in the Austrian region Osttirol. Once we’re all the way up, we see mountains all around us. The town of Lienz on one side. Far away on the other side, on a green mountain slope, we recognise the farm of die Uroma. That’s where we’re staying this week. A beautiful and peaceful place with lots of space for Bowser and Watson to do whatever they’re in the mood for. They enjoy it very much here.

“Why are there white lines on the road?”
“To separate the different traffic lanes.”
“Why?”
“So people on the road know where to drive.”
“Why?”
“Ehm… it’s safer that way. Those lines prevent a lot of accidents.”
“Why?”
“Because they provide structure. Just like all the road signs and stuff.”
“Why?”
“Well… I just told you: it’s for safety.”
“Why?”
“You cannot keep asking why! This is just how it is.”
“Why?”

… (sigh)

Bowser sits next to the coachman and is very impressed. They talk about Sarah and Bianca, the two horses in front of us. What a luck we found this horse-drawn vehicle to bring us back to our car. The last two days we walked a lot. My legs are tired. Bowser’s legs are way shorter than mine; I can’t imagine how exhausted they must be. He’s obviously very relieved that he can just sit down for a bit now. I understand. And I’m very proud of him, for walking along with us so well. I mean, he’s only two years old.