2011

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Flashback: Switzerland 2011

Walk and I have been going back through old photos lately (and still planning our big adventure later this year for our 5th anniversary!), and found a whole area of Switzerland we visited in 2011 that we never posted here. It's a theme lately: old places in new posts! It's hard to believe this was us 4 years ago, not even at our first anniversary. To this day, Switzerland remains in the top 3 places I've been. The fresh air, the idyllic trains, and the spectacular alpine lakes. Sigh. We took…

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the day we saw an avalanche

We were walking through a pasture of wildflowers when we were frozen by a harsh, crashing, rumble. A huge sheet of snow and ice skidded off a mountain thousands of feet above us. Walker shouted to me, Al, get it! I was holding the tiny lens and yelled back, over the roar, Why don't you get it? (His lens was bigger.) He yelled back, I can't. I have the ultrawide! All this happened in about 2 seconds, and I lifted the camera and bam. Caughtcha! (It was finishing, but you can see the streak in the…

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the vacation that ended a long time ago (maine 2011)

Maine has floated to the top of my brain along with the other beautiful places---Switzerland, Scotland, Tennessee. Tonight, it is happily crashing its waves against the feet of the Smokies. Its lobster boats are finding their way to Interlaken lake, and bouncing on the North Sea. I watch the memories of Maine merge with other beautiful memories, and smile that they live when they sink back into to our thoughts. Cadillac Mountain is the highest point on the East Coast, and we coil up it each…

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Maine, the beautiful

Dip your hand in the cool seawater and hear the gulls rhythmic cries. If you're me, you'll flap your towel to scare the buggers away from your snack. Days here are unplanned. Boats slide across our vista silently. We find blueberry bushes along the trails, and beaver lodges. The late sun bleaches the grass tips and leaks into the wooded paths. There are shops to scan, deserted cottages to spy out. Mostly, the water whirs and whistles against the rocks where we sit on towels in the sun…

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salt in the air again

I told Walker a month ago I wouldn't know what to do with myself once we were more settled. What would I do if I wasn't traveling in a few weeks, or anticipating the next flight on our endless roll? Right now, we have zero flights in the hopper. We've been in New York 3 weeks, and you know what? Being in one place has been calming and good and I didn't want to leave. But, here I am, surrounded by lobster, warm sand, and cold air on a brief trip to my family's summer spot. Every year growing up,…

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Swiss bliss

First things: we are in America. Yesterday, we survived four flights and traveled for over 24 hours. With five checked bags and two heavy carry-ons, I think we qualify for some traveling record. I'd like to nominate us for Eyes-Most-Dry-From-Flying and Most-Bags-of-Delta-Pretzels-Eaten-in-One-Day. But, before it slides too deep into the past, I wanted to talk about Switzerland. I wrote this on Friday, June 17 (shame, Alie), but here it is now. Let me just say that when I stepped out of bed…

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We are leaving

Life has been crammed with delights, and with goodbyes, of late. There's been no time to write about them. I don't even have time for a summary of Switzerland, Paris, graduation, and our last days in Scotland, let alone a proper post. And here we are today, our last day in St Andrews. We will take one last walk on the beach, and we will notice everything like it was new. In the past couple days, we have eaten sticky toffee pudding and fish 'n chips from the best spots. We have walked to the…

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And the view from our hotel is . . . (Wengen)

gold. We opened our balcony door yesterday, and stepped out into a choir of cowbells and sweet mountain air. It's delicious here. Delicious, sunny, and cool. I want to bring it all home. Yesterday was a train day from Geneva into the mountain town of Wengen where our hotel is (howdy, 4 connections!), and about a quarter through our journey, a man with a thin moustache, red plaid shirt, suspenders, and felt hat with feathers walked by us on the train. I whispered Walk about four times in…

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Bienvenue à Genève!

Heidi braids, red-checkered plaids, and yodeling were what I long imagined as Switzerland. Visions of my childhood reading come to life with a log-cabinesque structure and snow-capped mountains. Let me tell you---whatever you’d imagine as the complete opposite of a log cabin, that’s where we’re staying. Asian-inspired with the sweetest aromas floating in the air above our orchid, welcome to the world of supersonic elevators, leather headboards, and designer body milk. (In case you don't know,…

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please mind the gap

We stepped off the train into a quiet King's Cross station Wednesday night, and made our way on the underground to our hotel. Every underground you get off, you hear the same caution: Please mind the gap between the train and the platform. We woke up to London weather. Drizzle. Fine drizzle. Fat drops. Wet air. Hazy sky. and, then, finally the clear of the evening. Walker bought an umbrella under guise of keeping the camera dry. Umbrellas are his small luxury. Being back here is delightful,…