Overlooking a beautiful Austrian lake, from the cutest little bistro, my wifey and I enjoyed a late lunch. Just like our plates, the expensive bottle of red was emptying quickly. Needless to say, we were a little buzzed already, living the good life. Well deserved after a long hike through the mountains. "So, where next, honey?" I said, leaning back in the chair, knowing damn well she did not like me calling her that with...