What do you do when you're a diehard ethnic thousands of kilometres away from your ethnic family for Easter? Don't worry! If you're really lucky some very distant relatives will adopt you for the weekend.
Nikolaus, Toni and me with our Schneemann.
I spent the Easter long weekend with my gorgeous Austrian family (who knew I had an Austrian family?) on a farm just outside of Weiz in a province called Styria. It was amazing to relax and recover from a few full on weeks while enjoying the country life and experiencing all the cool stuff kids get to do when they grow up with snow.
Pretty much the second we arrived at the farm Nikolaus decided we had to go sledding, which we did until we couldn't feel our toes.
After tea and kuchen there was time for a walk with a few of the locals before dinner.
The next morning the kids were worried there was something seriously wrong with me. Why is she still asleep? Is she sick? It's already 7am!
I spent the weekend learning how to cook a few Austrian/Dutch/country specialties, sledding in the fog, dying Easter eggs, and being taught German by a five year old.
We visited the town of Weiz with its Baroque and Roman churches, and then took our freshly baked Pinze (bread) and dyed eggs to be blessed.
Easter Sunday we had an egg hunt in the snow (as you do) and a huge breakfast followed by way too much chocolate.
Thanks so much to Maria, Philip, Alexandra, Nikolaus and Toni for making me feel so welcome! Nikolaus' rendition of gangnam style during the 1.5 hour car ride was particularly special.
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