SAIL THROUGH LIFE
Hey Hallstatt, you big show off. Nothing like a little “Alpine Wine” to make a day great. We have to admit, your super scenic drive in, zipping through Bavaria to the soundtrack of German radio remakes of our old American favorites, struck a perfect chord for us. Already scheming for how to find our way back with the whole crew, maybe for a week or two!
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Let’s set aside for a moment that our trip to magnificent Hallstatt involved a lot of prep work and help from Oliver, our Viking Cruise Director, so that we can just soak in the spectacular view. To witness the hills alive in autumn Austria, if for only 90 minutes, was worth every breathless Bavarian moment. Here are 5 must-see reasons to find your way there someday.
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I figured Windlasse readers might need a break from the never ending stream of river cruise pics by now, and had planned to publish a post on “spooky skinny jeans” this week instead. However, I was told otherwise, so here we go! I am cranking open the faucet on the vacation ramblings and photos. Buckle up.
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Used to describe the warmth of the sun in winter, a light shining through the darkness, the word “Apricity” (pronounced a-PRIS-i-tee) is a special English noun that I am smitten with. On our Viking River Cruise this Fall, I stumbled on many layers of it’s real-world essence in Regensburg, Germany.
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I have good news, a little river cruise tip. If you want to picture yourself here too, but without a moderate bike ride like we took with NextBike, Viking River Cruises offers an optional excursion in the Wachau Valley using electric bicycles from the Krems port. We originally didn’t book this excursion because we weren’t certain we could count on the weather in October, however, we found out later that you can reserve a spot right up until 5pm the evening before. Back to our journey…
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Just returned from a magical week on a Viking Danube river cruise with my Mom (follow @60pictures for cruising outfit inspiration) and my Aunt and Uncle. It is 3am in the morning, and while I am wide awake with jet lag, I can’t wait to share the photos of every amazing memory we made together on this blog in the days to come.
I read up on the places we would be visiting beforehand and also Viking River Cruises, so I promise to be able to fill you in on all the little secrets you might want to know about taking your own European river cruise. Recreating our spectacular biking adventure in Wachau Valley, Austria, with all it’s twists and turns, seems like a great place to begin. Fair warning, this post may take a long time to load, because there are soooooooooo many pictures from this day. Ready to pedal?…
“I wanna know what you guys think… was this season maybe a little too competitive?” It is the evening of our Lido Fleet’s annual awards ceremony and chili feed, when the 1st Place winner proposes this question to the members. He follows up by giving the example of how some racers are not just trying to sail fast, but instead using the rules to their advantage. He shared concern that new fleet members may be turned off by the more advanced racing and aggressive competition, and made note that he would rather see his friends out on Wednesday nights. Hmm… although notably stuffed from dinner and drinks, his question sure stirred up a bit of conversation around what is the right amount of competition, and it’s been on my mind ever since.
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Let’s talk about Sundays. Not exactly what they are cracked up to be in my humble opinion. In fact, whomever designated Sunday as a day of rest seems to me to have severely overlooked that Sundays run on Monday coat-tails.
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When Peter Pan told us to “Never Grow Up” I’m pretty sure he meant to include “Fall School Clothes” shopping, because ooh how I still crave an autumn wind to blow through my closet every year. I figure it’s safe to concede if one hasn’t outgrown it by their forties, it’s prob not gonna happen. However, since we have two students in our house that legitimately need sleeves that reach their wrists and winter pants that don’t look like waders, it would be foolish to drop a lot of dough on forties fashion. What’s a girl to do? Time to Zaful!
HOLY SMOKES! It’s been a tough couple of weeks watching the world turn. This picture was taken at the beautiful Resort at the Mountain in early August, just as the West’s big fires were starting to get wild. You can see the smoke hovering inconspicuously above a thousand shades of green.
3,000 miles away, we have family riding out Hurricane Irma in the middle of the night with their two young boys (more recently best friends from Houston caught in Hurricane Harvey). We stay up late praying for the lights to stay on in Florida, and for the morning to bring peace and what my Dad calls “First World Problems.”
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