On Lake Constance
Still
burning from embarrassment after our public display of affection, Juliana and I
board the train to Landau. The second time Juliana and I went out together; we
went to Landau. Landau is a resort city on an island in Lake Constance on the
German, Swiss, and Austrian border. First, we must find a hotel. We find
one that is out of the tourists’ mainstream, a comfortable inn with no
surprises. I wish I could remember the name so that I could recommend it.
Lake
Constance (German: Bodensee) is a lake on the Rhine River at the
northern foot of the Alps. From Landau you can see Austria and Switzerland.
Part of the adventure will be a boat trip around the lake. The boat is part of
the hotel package. There are three other couples with us, all older than we
are. I could not say that any more. We chose our tour boat; we could have taken
one of the fishing boats and done some fishing. Fishing is not my favorite
sport; I am very unlucky when it comes to fish. I had a rather traumatic
experience when I was 15-years-old. My best friend had an uncle that was one of
the premier anglers in northwest Arkansas. He was a regular guest on a
television fishing show out of Joplin Missouri. He was going to take us fishing
and teach us how to catch the big one. We went out together three times and we
caught nothing. Later I asked my friend when we were going to go fishing again.
My friend told me that his uncle considered me the biggest jinx he had ever met
and did not want to go with me again. That traumatized me for life and I never
enjoyed fishing since. If you get a chance to go to Lake Constance, I hear the
fishing is great. I know this for sure—the scenery is beautiful.
If
you every have a chance to go there and you take the boat tour, I just warn you
that many of the beaches are clothing optional. No one seems to take the
option. Our guide delighted in pointing them out to us and getting as close as
possible.
One
of Landau attractions, other than the lake, is the casino. The casino is the second
place Juliana introduced me to, and the first time I wore formal attire. We
decide that for old time’s sake, we ought to go to the casino again. This means
renting formal clothes for me and buying Juliana a new dress. She decides on
red and asks my opinion and I tell her she looked better in the white. I seldom
disagree, but the white just looked better on her. She agrees with me. I cannot
do justice in describing this dress. You would have to see it to appreciate it.
It had a black panther on it that went from the neckline and curved around the
dress. One of its paws formed the strap while the other leg and paw wrapped
around one side. It is too complex for me to describe it to you. It was rather
attractive and I am sure expensive.
Having no car, we have the privilege of arriving at the casino in a
horse-drawn carriage. Another perk, compliments of the hotel. In Europe, the
casino scene is not about gambling as it is about fashion. The men are bland in
their black tuxedos but the women are strutting peacocks. Ironically, it is
just the opposite of the aviary world. In the rainbow of the fashion displays,
Juliana stands out in her plain black and white dress. Of course, the panther
helps. Juliana is a social gambler. She does not go expecting or hoping to win
big. She enjoys the lights and the crowds. Her limit is 2000 DM about $500 at
that time. By limit, she means she will quit as soon as she has lost $500 and
she will quit when she has won $500. She plays rather conservatively at the
roulette table and the craps table. She is always asking me to convert odds
into probabilities. That is something I taught her, it makes the changes a
little easier to understand. Odds are the way the casino gives the chance to
win and they can hide the hedge they have on your bet. Probabilities always add
up to one. Odds have no such relationship. As usual, Juliana walks away with an
extra $500. European casinos differ significantly from American casinos. In an
American casino, the roulette wheel contains a green 0 and a green 00. There is
only the green 0 in Europe. The chance of any one number coming up is 1/38 on
an American wheel while they are 1/37 on the European wheel. Slot machines in
America casinos pay off at a scheduled interval. The European slots are true
random generators. I have never been in an American casino where the dress was
not casual; I have never been in a European casino where the dress was not
formal.
The
first time we were here, Juliana got mad at me. I was uneasy in this
environment. While she was playing roulette, several rather attractive young
men would approach her, kiss her on the cheek and talk for a while. This was
only the second time I had gone out with her and I had several things to lean.
I finally decided that I did not belong in this place and told her so. She got
up and practically dragged me out to the balcony. She got in my face, (remember I am almost six
inches taller than she is), and explained the situation. She informed me that
she was with me for several reasons: 1). You are witty and make me laugh a lot.
2). You are intelligent and you explain things to me. 3). You were there when I
needed someone. 4). Those attractive men are people I know because I come here
often. They are men that work on the fishing boats. They are here to pick up
some old woman that will pay money just to have some handsome young man pay
attention to them. I do not have to pay to get attention and they know that.
They are jealous of you, and every one asked about you. Ouch! After her
scolding, she said, “Now we will go back and I advise you the flirt with the
waitresses until we are ready to go, but remember who you came with.” I felt rather sheepish after her remarks, but
we went back in with her on my arm. I went to the bar, and had a Jagermeister
on the rocks. I sat back and asked myself “What is going on?” Here I am, in the
Army, I should be having a terrible time, but I am having the time of my
life.
©2012 Michael L. Wright

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