Pardon my galoshes!

Pardon my galoshes!

Weizen o Weizen, nectar of the gods, scourge of the non-alcoholics, savior of the thirst-challenged… wherefore hast thou forsaken me?

The very words I woke up to, this morning, after the rather rambunctious celebration the previous evening, during which I had a merry ol’ time, gulping down nice pints of Weissbier and getting me ol bum groped by various Tirolian women! Incredible Austria! Awesome indeed.

But for that one must pay, and the morning was spent repenting the previous night’s “sins”. Couldn’t sit through the breakfast and spent it in me room, recuperating. On the brighter side, there was snow! It snowed in Innsbruck, everything was covered with a fine layer of pure white goodness! I loved it. The opportunity presented itself in the evening for us to go down the driveway and take a walk in the night, after the sessions and classes were done. It was really very interesting indeed! I immediately realized that I needed either a) a thicker jacket, or b) different, Tirolian genes. No chance of b, and no money for a. Stymied eh!

Joined Markus for a couple of Cokes later that evening and we thrashed around ideas regarding IMS LD, and the future of Learning design, using abstractions of real world experiences, as recorded using ubiquitous devices. The promises seem very interesting nay, challenging indeed.

It was probably a symptom of the kind of night one had had on the 22nd, that not many people showed up in the Grillhof bar this evening. Just a handful of people, including the Altran group, the Spanish, and the OU “Kewldudes” showed up. We made it an early evening, retiring to our respective beds at 12:30 AM.