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Howdy in the East!
Real Horses, Fake Indians. It had all started with the German teacher Karl May, whose novels satisfied the longing for an ideal world, with emotion in the center of the story line, namely the friendship among men, the noble savage and the white adventurer. For thinking up these travel stories, generally written in the first person, my German teacher called him "Charlie Schmaeh – Lying Charlie." At one point, we could experience Pierre Brice & Co. in a live performance of "Treasure of Silver Lake." Newspaper coverage praised their Vienna show with real horses and fake Indians: "When the reds occupy the city hall, it is no party congress – Winnetou Rides Again!" Many years later, we visited the Plitvice National Park, the impressive scenery of the German Western movies of the 1960's.
Going West is a dream still present in the minds of many people. A white Stetson hat, the feeling of unlimited plains and endless skies, while struggling with survival and that sunburn. Let your imagination carry you away for a while, for it can take you anywhere. Who didn't like to play Cowboys and Indians as a kid? Who didn't dream of the West, an adventure in the untamed wilderness with all its surprises and dangers? On second thought, sleeping in that cozy warm bed sounds much better than camping on the hard ground with all its rocks, bugs, rattle snakes, and grizzly bears. Nowadays Wild West theme parks with rides and activities like building a dreamcatcher attract young and old folk, as you can see below.
A camp fire in front of the teepee and "in make-up" talking to genuine Indian Benjamin we enjoyed at the Indian village in the quarry of Gumpoldskirchen.
Orange County Airport, in the east of LA, was renamed into John Wayne Airport in 1979.
 Here's to a friend who sparked my interest again in these old stories – how unhip.
Visiting the beach of Carmel-by-the-Sea: 
A scent of Eastwood?
Howdy, a Swiss Greeting. Howdy, one of those typical Western salutations, is best mumbled in a broad Southern slur. It probably originates from the slang question about someone's well-being: "How do ye?" And for a while I regarded it as a typical Swiss greeting, a real alternative to "Gruezi" or so. For every time I'd call the local office, a reception desk lady would respond with a friendly "Howdy." Only when visiting in person, I found out that she had a similar-sounding family name. That's it folks, howdy for now!
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