Emotions
An evening at the Fanes Hut.
All seats in the cosy lounge are taken: climbers, excursionists and vacationers from the surrounding valleys enjoy the last hours of the day. After a tasty dinner the wine begins to loosen the atmosphere in this cosmopolitan group.
Some tell true stories, memories come alive and a relaxed, cheerful atmosphere takes over. Nobody can resist, not even the grim-looking loner, who sits in a corner.
The rough tables seem to become small language islands, because the language snatches that whir across the hall are as international as the people are: here are some locals, who speak in their ancient and harmonic Ladin dialect, at the oven a group of Italians exchanges memories, beside them some older Bavarians are trying to start a conversation with their compatriots from Hamburg; beside the door are some French climbers, attracted by the slippery limestone ledges from the "Sass de les Nü" mountain; at the bar an English men trying to convince the local waiter that he needs milk with his tea.

Somebody starts a song, first somewhat shy, than the voice becomes more and more secure. Another one takes the guitar from the wall and the melody becomes clearer.
As soon as the first song comes to an end, a song is started in the opposite corner - a competition with international songs is almost started. The diversity of the people is mirrored by the various songs: easy-going songs from Italians, melancholic sailor songs form North Sea and Bavarian marches.
It is a peaceful competition which takes quite some time and finally everybody joins in with the songs, which are known all over the world. Meanwhile many have left their table with their glass in hand and have joint another language island to meet new people, and now, no dictionary is needed. And this is how the "Fanes Empire" developed into an enchanting United Europe without borders, political or economic problems.