Narri! Narro! This was the call and response of the “fool’s greeting” that filled the streets of the medieval island town of Lindau Germany on the shores of Lake Constance. This ancient city that dates from 882 was filled with…
Narri! Narro! This was the call and response of the “fool’s greeting” that filled the streets of the medieval island town of Lindau Germany on the shores of Lake Constance. This ancient city that dates from 882 was filled with…
It’s a beautiful day in the skiing neighborhood A beautiful day in the neighborhood Will it be mine? Could it be mine? Lindenberg, Germany It’s a beautiful day in the Bodensee neighborhood and perfect for cross country skiing. Within thirty minutes…
Happy New Year from Bregenz, Austria to all our family and friends from Native Journeys. May 2016 bring you many fun filled adventures and lots of happiness! Back to home
The twangy sounds of banjos playing blue grass music filled the brisk air of the Toronto Christmas market located in The Distillery Historic District. Locals and tourists alike enjoyed the festive mood of the annual December event that was sparkling…
The arid desert landscape changes from the higher elevations of mixed evergreen forest as it slopes down to chaparral terrain until it plunges down to the sandy shores of the Pacific Ocean arriving in America’s Finest City San Diego, California…
An early morning moon lit the Sandia Mountains with a bluish haze as we made our way up the path to glimpse the rising sun. A chilly breeze rustled the golden leaves of the aspen trees and there were traces…
Ore Ore! It’s the 11th month, the 11th day, and 11:11 and the Bregenz market place is alive with the sounds of a brass and a Guggamusik band, a costumed drill team, and high spirited participants are dressed in a…
A calmness settles over Vienna in autumn. The swarms of tourists have returned home and the locals receive a reprieve before the onslaught of winter winds blow in from the Puszta steppe. Franz and I had travelled to the former…
The brass band beats rocked the medieval Meersburg city center and the appreciative crowds clapped and danced to the rhythms of the familiar folk tunes. Lederhosen and dirndl clad young people merrily cheered to the autumn season with plenty of drink and song. Franz and I…
Every year I make my annual migration back to the lands of my Navajo ancestors in the American Southwest. But unlike my brethren before me who emerged from the earth, I prefer the airborne route. As soon as I feel the…