It was a mixed-up scene, to say the least. But strangely affecting. In a corner of the lounge, a middle-aged pianist sat riffling off a Schubert cadenza while a teen-age music-lover turned the pages ...

I remember the joy of overnighting at youth hostels in Europe in the 1970s. Most memorable was the Rotstock-hutte, an idyllic Swiss dormer at the foot of an Alpine pass we backpackers had to cross to ...

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