To be born a Habsburg is cool and weird at the same time. It is great to be part of a fantastic family with roots that reach back over 1,000 years. It’s definitely nice to have a cousin to stay with in almost every country in the world. But you are, in a way, under constant surveillance. Classmates turn around in school and stare at you whenever the name is mentioned in history lessons (basically in every century since the 13th). I’m sure you’ll believe me when I say that it’s quite an experience.