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You gotta love the Spaniards. To be able to order a Filet de Lenguado with sautéed vegetables and a generous portion of mussels served in a fragrant broth at 11:30 at night was fantastic. Especially after our late flight to…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
We arrive in the northernmost islands of Great Britain and explore the area south of the main town Lerwick, where we encounter an endearing “Agricultural Show” with lots of ponies, sheep, dogs, etc. We then proceed to explore the prehistoric…
Our first day and a city tour of beautiful Tbilisi. We drive to the Kakheti region and learn how to bake bread and taste some wonderful Georgian wines. We drive to the semi-desert at the Azerbaijani border and visit an…
The pronoun and verb “I do” were the best two words that I have ever spoken in my life. This simple phrase has brought me happiness for over 25 years and were spoken to the love of my life, Franz.…