Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive new posts by email.
Join 977 other followers
Posted on July 29, 2016 at 16:23 in Austria, Germany | RSS feed
Sonderausgabe indeed, quite in the sign of the times! It makes me think of my blonde Hitlerjugend grandma in Maribor falling for my dark, blackmarketeering, Serbian barber grandpa. Messing with your plans ever since :D
I love these old family stories :o) My grandparents met right after ww2 in a camp for people who didn`t have any place to go after the war, just right before the Russians took away my grandfather for some years of “malenkij robot.”
This part of the museum was actually very disturbing and in a creepy way it reminded me of my own Socialist childhood – all the books about the great Soviet army and the adventures of fellow pioneers, our uniforms, the flags, the marches, the ideological background behind your every move… I actually had a great childhood :o/
It´s terrible how you can make anything out of a child just with some propaganda.
Very true. We were pioneers too, red kerchiefs, blue caps with red star, and celebrated Tito’s birthday every year almost like… Christmas. :) Alas, Russians and Americans were pretty evenly away from us. Italians had coffee though, and chewing gum, and borders were free. Unless you exaggerated with quantity. :) We could have interesting conversations about our childhoods. And life in general.
Maybe we’ll meet some day :o) Our childhoods must have been pretty similar, except that Hungarian borders weren’t free. My great grandmother actually supported her family (my mother and her sisters, because their father was either in a Siberian work camp or jobless because on a political black list) through smuggling from Slovakia. I was almost 13 when I saw and tried Nutella for the first time :DDD
Okay, and now I stop speaking like a rickety, hundred-year-old lady about her golden era right before ww1 :DDD
Hhahah. We had Yugoslav nutella, it was called Eurokrem and it was excellent!
I know that! We had it imported, I guess. It was good! Does it still exists, like can you buy it now?
I’ll have a look in our shops but I don’t think so. Possibly in Croatia, I think it was produced there. I think these days nutella wins. :P
Yes – and we have now access to Nutella every time we need it :DDD Oh the joys of Capitalism.
Yeah, and all the palm oil it contains. :D
We only live once and we will all die, as my father likes to say every time I drop a comment about something being unhealthy :o)
Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:
You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change )
Connecting to %s
Notify me of new comments via email.
Notify me of new posts via email.