Saturday, October 26, 2013


A E I O U - Oh, how I love you! 

Here's what I'm talking about: 

AEIOU, or A.E.I.O.U., was a symbolic device utilised by the Habsburg emperors. Emperor Frederick III (1415 to 1493), who had a fondness for mythical formulae, habitually signed buildings and objects with the acronym. He did not explain its meaning at the time, though shortly before his death, he claimed it stood for "Alles Erdreich ist Österreich untertan," which translates to "All the world is subject to Austria." Other interpretations have been put forth over time and most of them proceed on the assumption that it was meant as a political slogan, from Latin phrases: "Austria est imperio optime unita" (Austria is the empire best united); "Austria erit in orbe ultima" (Austria will be the last (surviving) in the world); or "Austriae est imperare orbi universo" (It is Austria's destiny to rule the whole world).

Me, I like the following interpretation: 

Austria Est In Orbe Unica. - Austria is unique in this world, one of a kind.

Because she is. 

We are. 

Here's why I'm talking about it: 

Today is our National Holiday again. I haven't written a blog post in forever, because I've been busy as hell with university and work and getting the Embassy to resemble a home and not a temporary campsite... But for this here, I make time. This, this is important.

Yes, home. 

I won't be celebrating or anything, I have loads of things to do. But I do commemorate our special day. By more than just keeping Austria in my mind and heart, because that I do every day of the year. Today, being Austrian is something I show off, just a little bit.

I wish I was wearing a shirt or a dress in our colours. Or I had all my nails painted red/white/red. Or I was there today. But I don't have any clothes in those two colours. And I don't have the time for painting all my nails like that. And I especially don't have time to fly to Europe and back for a week right now. Essays want to be written, presentations want to be prepared, curtains want to be sewn and floors want to be swept. 

But inside, inside I'm celebrating. 

And I hope that you are, too. 

Happy Day, my dearest Austria. 

I love you!