Today I got to join the 8th class at a Mostheuriger (a restaurant/tavern that serves cold meals and young wine that is made in the region—often in the same building). Mostheurige are very typical in the region that I'm in, and the wine they serve is apple or pear wine—made with fruit from local orchards. The food was really good, but the night was a little weird in that it showed me how little I really understand here. I wasn't able to follow the conversation at all when the students and teacher spoke in the local dialect, so when something funny happened my neighbors had to translate for me. I am starting to recognize the sound changes in the local dialect, but when they talk fast it's still hopeless. Give it time… give it time…
I wish I had brought my camera to the Mostheuriger—it was very cozy and comfortable. I'm going to another one next Saturday though, so I will bring my camera then. I did find this picture of the place online though:
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