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Legends

The Blarney Stone gives you the gift of gab, but only if you kiss it upside down.

Eating 1 grape every second in the 12 second countdown to the new year means you get 12 wishes.  (Mexico) 


So many legends.  Who makes up these legends?  And why do we continue to participate in them?

I took a class freshman year of college called "Why People Believe Weird Things".  One day our professor had us pass around an umbrella and she said you can open it if you want.  (Opening an umbrella indoors is bad luck.)  I'm pretty sure I didn't open it, maybe a quarter of the class did.  She asked why not open it?  I believe I said, "Why risk it?"  And she said that was exactly right.  That's why beliefs like that stick around.

And it's fun.

I'm always the first to say, "Hey, why not?"

Jeff, Greta, Karen, & I were biking around Vienna and I saw people to my right rubbing a statue's foot.  Did I know why?  I had no idea, but I pulled over and we all took pictures rubbing Goethe's foot.
I later asked our Program Director on board and he said it's for good luck and indulgence.  Hmmm... I tried to find that online.  Nothing.  So I guess that is what we shall go with.

Then in Nuremberg we heard the story of a ring.
In the legend an apprentice fell in love with the master of the shop's daughter.  The master didn't feel like the apprentice was good enough for his daughter so he said they couldn't be together.  The apprentice wanted to prove how good he was so he made the ring, placed it in the fence and left town.  The master was impressed with his work, along with everyone else, and he decided he was good enough for his daughter.  But he was gone and didn't know that.  The daughter missed the apprentice so much she went to the ring everyday and turned and turned it, wishing the apprentice would come back and they could be together.  She turned and turned the ring everyday, until one day after turning the ring she turned around and the apprentice was coming out of the shop across the street.  
When you turn the ring, you get a wish.
Our tour guide said during the christmas market there is a huge line to turn the ring.
Of course we turned it.  
Who's going to turn down a wish?

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