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    • Ljubljana, sLOVEnia

      Posted at 5:00 AM by Brittany, on July 22, 2019

      Each month I request time off so that I can take a trip somewhere I’ve never been. I’m usually able to take smaller trips within my weeks depending on how many days off I get for a weekend (sometimes three!) but I make sure to request time for a guaranteed trip. For June I didn’t have any specific dates I wanted, so when I requested time off I wrote: “any six days.”

      I was given six days at the end of June, and I didn’t decide where I was going to go until a few days prior. I couldn’t commit to anywhere in particular, and had no motivation to book anything. As I mentioned in my previous post, solo travel isn’t lighting my fire like it usually does, so I was somewhat indifferent about taking a trip.

      I wasn’t going to waste the time off, so I needed to plan something.

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      I had heard about Ljubljana back in March, but it wasn’t high on my radar until the summer started. I thought about visiting it on a three day weekend, but that would require an overnight bus to maximize time, and I’m not a fan of those when solo. When I didn’t have anywhere in mind that I was headstrong on visiting for July I decided to go to Ljubljana, and oh.my.goodness I am so glad that I did.

      Ljubljana, the capital city in Slovenia, is a gem of a city. It’s rated as one of the top places to retire and I can see why. The city is adorably quaint, clean, lively, and full of history and culture. I didn’t want to stress at all on this trip, so I took an early morning bus arriving on day one around 330pm, and I had plans to stay in Ljubljana for three nights

      Upon arrival I stopped by my hostel to drop off my things before soaking up the rest of the daylight. 

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      I stayed here, and cannot recommend it enough. This hostel is a high school dorm during the school year, and is only open for travelers a few months out of the year. I stayed in a three person dorm, with a spacious room. The breakfast was free and just the right balance, also the location was perfect.

      When I entered my room, I met one of my two hostelmates for the next two days. An adorably friendly girl from Chile. She had just finished her studies in Milan and was traveling for a bit before heading back to Chile. We made small talk for a bit, and she asked me to get a drink in town later on in the evening. I told her I would love to have a tea with her, and then we parted ways to explore a bit on our own.

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      I arrived in Slovenia with no real plan other than to see Lake Bled, and visit the Postojna Caves (more on those in the next couple posts.) Any city adventures, I was planning as I went. The weekend I visited Slovenia the temps were in the 90’s everyday, and I was sweating for my life. I took more cold showers than I can count on two hands.

      My first day in the city I walked up to the castle where I was sadly underwhelmed. They were doing construction, and had a live band playing which made it feel very modern. The entire area felt unoriginal and it was definitely one of the least exciting castles I’ve been to. Even the view was mediocre.

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      All in all, I’m glad I saw it. After I lost half my body weight in sweat walking up the hill to the castle, I stopped for a bite to eat. My food was very fresh, and it was delicious, but I know better than to eat nightshades. I was a bloated mess the rest of the evening. I spent the remainder of the daylight walking around to digest as much as possible.

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      There is a river canal that runs through the middle of the city, and it had a slight Venice feel to it. The city is fairly small, and was easily walked in its entirety in just a handful of hours. I discovered a lot of honey shops, chocolate shops, and gelato. I didn’t partake in any, because I’ve been really strict about my food the last month. It makes a huge difference in my mood, and I wanted to fully enjoy my trip.

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      After I wandered most of the city I headed back to my hostel to meet with my Chilean hostelmate, Coti. Coti and I went back into town for a drink, she had an IPA and I had a peppermint tea. My mood and anxiety levels are 100% managed by my diet, and I am so thankful that I have been so strict the last little while, because had I not been I wouldn’t have gone to have a drink with Coti.

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      I didn’t have debilitating fatigue on this trip, again thanks to not eating any foods that cause my body to flare up. Sometimes it’s hard to turn down the local cuisine, but I’m choosing mental clarity more and more as I stay here in Europe. My evening with Coti was great. We bonded over our love of travel, our environmental awareness, our passion for quality food, and how food is medicine.

      Coti had traveled to Ljubljana from Munich, where her sister currently lives. She had also booked her trip last minute after searching for places that were close to Munich.

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      She showed genuine interest in my autoimmune struggles, my food struggles, and talking to her was smooth like butter on warm bread. She shared with me her plans to visit the beach the next day and invited me along, but I told her my heart was set on visiting Lake Bled. I extended the invite to her, and she accepted. We chatted with ease for a few hours before heading back to the hostel around 1030p.

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      Our three person room was still empty when we returned, and just as we thought it was going to be the two of us alone in the room, our third roommate walked in. She was exhausted after a long day of travel, but we introduced ourselves and discovered her name was Cornelia and she was from Sweden.

      Cornelia was at the end of two months of travel, and stumbled upon Ljubljana last minute just like Coti and I had. Within 5 minutes we invited her to the lake, and she agreed with slight hesitation. I had been in Ljubljana for seven hours and already had plans with two strangers for a full day at the lake. This is a big deal for an introvert.

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      Photo from our third and final night with all three of us together.

      What followed the next two days was pure, unfiltered, friendship that was as random as a game of roulette. All three of us were a bit unsure about how our solo trip to Slovenia would go, and all three of us were not planning on spending the entire trip with other people, but the cards we were dealt for our hostel room placement was comparable to a full house.

      We all planned for three nights in Slovenia, and were hostel mates the entire time.

      It makes me sad to think that I can count on one hand the genuine soul connections I’ve felt in the last five years. I put up a HUGE wall after a painful breakup (which was forever ago, but unprocessed emotions and walls lead to extended healing times) and I haven’t been able to knock them down.

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      My previous trip to Switzerland with my amazing roommate was the catalyst to the connection in my brain. The need for relationships, even if just for a short weekend, are so strong in me right now and I’m trying my damndest not to fight it. I have always put on a strong front like I don’t need others, but we all need others and pretending we don’t just wages an internal war that we are bound to loose.

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      I opened up to two strangers and it felt as natural as unprocessed peanut butter. Slowly but surely I feel like God is putting people in my life to show me that it’s possible to find like minded individuals that I want to be around. The problem has continued to be that I don’t want to spend my time with most people, and it’s rare for me to find others I genuinely want to spend time with.

      Slovenia was an absolute dream, for not only the cities I visited, but for the overall experience I had with two amazing girls I hope to see again someday. My next post will be about our trip to Lake Bled, one of the main places I wanted to visit while in Slovenia!

      Q: Do you enjoy meeting people while traveling, or would you rather keep to yourself?

      brittany

      | 12 Comments Tagged Brittanys Life Abroad, Ljubljana, Slovenia
    • Three Hours in Liechtenstein

      Posted at 5:00 AM by Brittany, on July 15, 2019

      The beauty of having a car in Europe is the freedom it provides. I have managed just fine getting around by train, and by bus, but I can’t quite put into words the feeling I had when traveling by car. After an amazing weekend trip to Switzerland, it was time to make the three hour drive back to Germany.

      Before arriving in Germany, we decided to visit a teeny tiny country sandwiched between Switzerland and Austria called Liechtenstein.

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      The entire country is 25km long, and we drove from one end to the other in a matter of minutes. Liechtenstein is known for its medieval castles, alpine landscape, and network of trails. My only regret is not having more time to spend exploring the trails, but I did make a point to visit two of the castles.

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      The above castle is located in Vaduz, where we spent most of our short time visiting. The castle, appropriately named Vaduz Castle, is lived in by the countries current prince, so we were unable to go inside. Instead we stood outside like stalkers trying to get a peek through the gate.

      Guilty. 

      After no luck of a peep show, we decided to drive towards The Red House, a landmark of the capital because it can been seen from a distance. There aren’t many colorful houses that stand out quite like The Red House. Built in the early 1800’s, The Red House overlooks one of the most extensive vineyards in the country.

      I fell in love with the house from the moment I saw it. 

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      I made my friend stop the car so I could get out and take a photo. I would have loved to wander through the vineyards. Maybe when I return after marrying whomever lives inside. After The Red House, we headed towards Gutenburg Castle. This castle is open as a museum to the public, however most parts were closed when we visited.

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      We got to walk around the exterior a bit, and soak up the view from the castle. High on a hill was a lonely castle, lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo! I would love to have a view like this someday. The alpine views in Liechtenstein surpassed anything I imagined. I find this to be a common theme with the places I visit in Europe, especially the smaller places I don’t have high hopes for.

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      After driving around for a couple hours we parked the car to walk Vaduz and grab a bite to eat before finishing the rest of our drive through Austria back to Germany. I’m a big fan of grabbing food at grocery stores, mostly because I have more control over what I am eating, and also because it’s usually cheaper. After grabbing some grub we popped a squat on the lawn of the Vaduz Cathedral to eat.

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      Liechtenstein is another country I’d have never visited had it not been for my adventures living in Europe. I can’t say I need to return, or that I’d have missed out if I never saw it, but I’m glad to have had the few hours to see this wee country. If anyone wants to buy me a car so that I can have more freedom in Europe, I’ll pay you in blog posts and Swiss chocolate. Bitte und Danke!

      The last bit of our drive through Austria was equally as magical, as the sun was setting and the temps were cooling. The wind on my face through the passenger window put me into one of the most relaxing states I’ve been in since I arrived in Europe. Sometimes, it really is the little things that count the most.

      Q: Would you rather get around by public transportation, or by car? Both have their advantages and disadvantages. If a big city I’d rather go by public transport, but if smaller areas then a car! 

      brittany

      | 19 Comments Tagged Brittanys Life Abroad, Europe, Leichtenstein
    • Appenzell, Switzerland – Pt. 2

      Posted at 5:00 AM by Brittany, on July 9, 2019

      My second day of hiking in Switzerland was a stark difference in weather than my first day. There wasn’t a rain cloud in sight, and the sun was shining so bright I was anticipating a sunburn. Thankfully my days of willingly scorching my skin are a thing of orange skinned past, and these days I lather myself with sunscreen, wear long sleeves, and hats.

      Hi my name is Brittany, and I’ve become my father.

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      OK, so my head got hot and I took my hat off for a bit.

      We were planning to leave Appenzell around 2 in the afternoon, which left a few hours for a smaller hike. We took a different trail than the previous day, but ended up back at Seealpsee, the magical alpine lake. I was happy to see the lake on a sunny day, and the trail we took to get there was absolutely mind blowing.

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      Each corner we walked around provided a different view, and each one was better than the last. We passed by a house about 40 minutes up the mountain selling fresh milk and butter. The house had goats, chickens, and a proud guard dog out front. The goats ended up running across the path to eat the grass and we stood with them for a good ten minutes watching them eat.

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      The trail to the lake also had cows galore, and we discovered how to walk through the electric fences without shocking ourselves. And by we, I mean me. Despite the fact that I don’t normally hike well in heat, I felt really good after about 30 minutes on this hike. I was purging toxins out of my sweat like it was my job, and I was full of energy. For someone that struggles with fatigue, whenever I feel great it’s almost worthy of tears.

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      The cows, the hills, the mountains, and the solidarity of Appenzell had me lusting for a life in Switzerland. Near the lake there was a house, and as I walked by a man came out and waved to me. I imagined what it would be like to live on that piece of land with cows, my cat, and my transplanted Irish/or Scottish husband.

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      After we found our way to the lake, we walked the entire circumference before starting our descent back to the car. The reflection of the mountains on the water looked like something out of a Thomas Kinkade photo.

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      It’s been almost a month since my trip to Switzerland, and it still holds the top spot of any place I’ve been thus far. I will surely be back, and while I’d like to visit the bigger cities, I want to spend more time in the quiet mountain towns. What I love about hiking is that I can shut my brain off. It’s very meditative, and all my unrealistic thoughts fade away.

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      I’m realizing lately I no longer enjoy hiking alone as much. My parents are going to love reading that, but ultimately I am finding that sharing a hike with someone I enjoy spending time with makes the hike that much more enjoyable. I started hiking alone because I didn’t want to wait for others, or because I didn’t want to sit around just because no one wanted to go, but then I kept hiking alone because I liked going at my own pace.

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      I still very much need my solo hikes at times, and going at my own pace is unbeatable, but after hiking at my own pace, but WITH other people on this Switzerland trip I realized there are other options for an enjoyable time with others. Basically I’m turning soft and all my posts for the next while are going to be related to needing human interaction.

      Whod’a thunk. 

      I guess I’m not so dead inside after all, I just need to find the right people to spend my time with. Life has a funny way of showing us things we need when we are ready to see them. Big thanks to my roommate for an amazing weekend getaway that I still daydream about, I can’t wait to see where we go next! Until then, enjoy this AWESOME short video my roommate made of part of our trip. (0:22-0:27 are from Liechtenstein.)

      I don’t think I make a normal face once in this video. LOL.

      Q: Do you prefer hiking alone, with others, or with others but at your own pace? Big fan of with others but at my own pace, although sometimes I can’t let go of feeling like I’m too slow. Alas, the right people won’t care. ❤ 

      brittany

      | 18 Comments Tagged Brittanys Life Abroad, Hiking, Switzerland
    • Appenzell, Switzerland – Pt. 1

      Posted at 5:00 AM by Brittany, on June 24, 2019

      I’ve been living in Europe for five months now, and it took me five months to go on a trip that sparked a fire in my soul reminding me why I’m here. Don’t get me wrong, the opportunities and experiences I’ve had are amazing, but a lot of the travel I’ve done has felt rushed. I’ve been to Innsbruck, Venice, Prague, Salzburg, Luxembourg, Metz, and Krakow, but none of those trips felt quite like my most recent trip to Switzerland.

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      Maybe it was the last minute decision – leaving no time to think about anything other than where I was going to sleep, maybe it was the company I had showing me solo travel isn’t something I need as much anymore, maybe it was the rental car providing absolute freedom without stress of transportation, maybe it was the lack of activities – the only goal was to hike, or maybe it was the quiet/isolated mountain town with no tourists.

      Whatever it was, this trip officially holds the top spot of my best trip since living abroad.

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      My roommate was planning a trip to Appenzell for a few weeks to visit her friend from back in the states, and she extended the invite to my other roommate and I. My schedule doesn’t usually come out until a week in advance, so I didn’t know if I’d have the dates off until the week she was planning to go. The moment I saw I had the two days off, I booked a room in an Air B&B and mentally prepared for two days of hiking in the Swiss Alps.

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      Appenzell is only a three hour drive from where we live in Bavaria, so my roommate and I left after work on our Friday to maximize our time off. We arrived in the evening, settled into our places of rest (we stayed in different places), and met back up the next morning around 10. The weather was rough our first day, but we didn’t dare waste the opportunity.

      It was raining and cold, but thankfully I’m used to cold and wet hikes. 

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      Our plan for the first day was to summit the Ebenalp, 1644m into the clouds. Before starting our ascent we stopped to walk around the Seealpsee, an amazingly beautiful and moody alpine lake. The cloud cover provided a mystical feel, like a scene out of Lord of the Rings. The lake made a circular loop, but there were small electric fences around it to keep the cows in.

      We didn’t learn how to pass through them until the second day, and when I tried to move one of the fences I shocked myself. 

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      After waking up all my nerves we decided to walk halfway around the lake and turn around to start our ascent. Mostly because I didn’t dare touch another electric fence. The rain started to slow down as we turned around to start our ascent, which was perfect timing because I was starting to get really cold. I lost feeling in my fingers, which isn’t hard to do (holla Raynaud’s), so I was welcoming the incline to come for some blood flow.

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      The three of us ended up separating on the hike, moving at our own paces which was great. I settled into the middle and focused solely on putting one foot in front of the other. The hike wasn’t overly strenuous, but it was a decent climb. It was an easy path to follow, but there were still trail markers along the way that were fun to look for.

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      The first 3/4 or so of this hike is in a wooded forest area with tree covers blocking the views of the surrounding mountains. Once the canopy of trees opened up the clouds started to clear providing an expansive view of the valley below. We stopped for lunch at Aescher Gausthaus, a restaurant built into the wall of the mountains.

      There are a few rooms in the restaurant people can sleep in, but most people stop here for the food. 

      Let me tell you all…the food was divine. I mean loose your mind divine. I had goulash for the first time and spent $24 on it, but it was worth every overpriced penny. Actually it was so good I wouldn’t say it was overpriced at all. It was hearty, flavorful, WARM, and fresh. Plus, I was on a mountain in Switzerland overlooking the alps so I could have been eating chalk and would have enjoyed it.

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      I am still dreaming about that goulash, and this is coming from someone that doesn’t eat red meat nor typically enjoys the flavor of red meat. We sat at the restaurant for a good hour enjoying our pitstop before the last 20 minutes to the top. The staff was incredibly friendly, and our server was accommodating to my food needs which always helps me feel less anxiety when eating out with food sensitivities.

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      The rain had completely stopped, but the weather was still ominous. Despite feeling like a soggy rat I was on cloud nine. Give me a good overcast and chilly day and I feel like I can hike Mount Everest. My body has become extremely sensitive to heat, and I thrive when it’s cold. We made our way the remaining distance to the top, where we spent an additional 30-45 minutes in awe of our surroundings.

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      Cross marks the summit.

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      I would have enjoyed a bit more visibility at the top, but I was thankful that it cleared as much as it did. I couldn’t help but sit and stare at the endless rolling hills and thank God for this amazing weekend getaway. I am thankful for my roommate, and her adventurous spirit, and for her invite to Switzerland.

      After our hike we walked around the tiny town of Appenzell, before heading back to my roommate and her friends barn house Air B&B where we grilled over an open flame. I bought chicken, they bought brats, and we literally made a fire in a cave like rock pit where we cooked over hot coals. I’ve never made chicken that tasted so good.

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      A belly full of food, a heart full of joy, and a spirit full of adventure, I went to bed that night fully content. I learned on this trip that I am needing more human interaction than I thought I did, and after spending a majority of the last five years alone (by choice) I am seeing (and feeling) the value of being with others.

      The key is finding people who provide a genuine connection, a friendship with substance rather than just an acquaintance.

      Isolation is comfortable for me because it’s easy. It’s easy to avoid rejection from others when you don’t give them the opportunity to reject you, but humans are meant to be social. While I still plan to do things alone, I’m going to start emphasizing the importance of spending time with others. Thankfully I have a small handful of friends here (I can literally count on one hand) that I feel a connection with.

      If all else fails, I can always spend more time with the locals.

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      Stay tuned for the second part of my trip to Switzerland, including my roommates short video compilation.

      Q: Do you prioritize quality connections with others?

      brittany

      | 18 Comments Tagged Brittanys Life Abroad, Hike, Switzerland, Travel Abroad
    • Kraków, Poland

      Posted at 5:00 AM by Brittany, on June 17, 2019

      Had it not been for my interest in visiting Auschwitz, Kraków would not have been a city high on my list of places to see. After spending a few days exploring the city, I can now say it should have been. In fact, I feel the need to go back because there are parts of the city I didn’t spend much time in because my trip was only four days.

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      Getting from the airport to my hostel was simple by bus, and I chose a place within walking distance of the Old Town area and the Main Market Square. I arrived around 5pm, so I spent the final daylight hours on my first day walking the city. I splurged for dinner and bought my first taste of pierogi’s.

      It was in that moment I realized how insanely cheap Kraków is. 

      My pierogi’s cost 10 Polish złoty, which is the equivalent of about $2. I spent the 10 złoty I was gifted from a woman named Arlene who I had met in Luxembourg last month. She had just visited Poland, and when I told her I was going the following month she gifted me the 10 złoty. Thanks for the meal Arlene!

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      I headed back to my hostel for an early night because I had the Auschwitz tour the following morning at 5am. I had every intention of sleeping, but a combination of the pierogi’s (holla food sensitivities!), no AC in the hostel (Poland is humid!), a room right next to the LOUD tram running all night, and the guy on the bunk next to mine with the worst case of bruxism I’ve ever heard – I slept MAYBE two hours.

      Seriously, I thought he was going to wake up with no teeth. 

      Needless to say I felt like hell the next day, and after that I cancelled the remaining two nights in the hostel and booked an apartment. I’m getting too old to sleep in a dorm with other people, because I never sleep well when I do. Day two started at 4am thanks to not being able to sleep, so I walked around before my tour to Auschwitz. I returned to the city around 1 pm after the tour, and once I arrived back in the city I did more exploring by foot.

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      I found my way to Wawel Royal Castle, and spent some time wandering the grounds. It’s free to walk the grounds and to enter the cathedral, which was enough for me to see. Buried in the tombs of the cathedral are some of Poland’s most important people (not that I know any of them), but I didn’t need to know that to want to go inside. I’m all about seeing the inside of a European cathedral.

      Cathedral aside, the grounds of this castle were stunning. Likely some of the most beautiful I’ve seen, and the cathedral exterior is the most eclectic cathedral I’ve seen. 

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      It’s like whoever built this couldn’t decide what design look they wanted.

      Unfortunately the time I decided to visit Wawel was the time everyone else decided to visit. Including a TON of school kids. I walked into the cathedral and had to walk right back out because the crowd was giving me anxiety. That plus I had coffee and ate a brownie before…two things I typically avoid. Whoops. I still felt like I saw enough though.

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      Delicious, but actually not worth the anxiety it brought. Food is medicine ya’ll.

      To balance my sugar and caffeine splurge, I grabbed dinner at a traditional Polish restaurant…where I ordered a chicken salad. What can I say, I had to stop splurging. I ended up offering to share my table with two other travelers, who happened to be German. We chatted about Germany and they were lovely dinner friends.

      As I started to head back to my apartment I walked past Church of St Peter and Paul. Out front was a sign advertising a classical concert…in ten minutes. It was perfect timing, and I bought a ticket (cost me about $15, again so cheap.) I didn’t go to a classical concert on my last trip (trying to go in as many new countries as possible), and I was excited to see one in Poland. The venue was beautiful and the music was mesmerizing.

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      When I exited the concert it was dark, but I didn’t feel at all unsafe. Typically I don’t like to be out at night alone, but this city was still very much alive. I slowly walked back to my apartment through the city park soaking in the hustle and bustle of those around me.

      It was my favorite evening of the trip. 

      My third day I booked a tour to the Wieliczka Salt Mine, which turned out to be WAY cooler than I expected. I booked the tour because I didn’t know what else to do for the day, and I was pleasantly surprised by how much I enjoyed it. The mine also has a health resort, good for those with respiratory problems. The air is the cleanest air I will ever have breathed due to the salt killing the bacteria.

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      When I first started to climb down the stairs into the mine, I felt a bit of panic and claustrophobia, but once I was down below the surface of the earth I felt ok. There are still old routes within the mine that miners used to take, however the mine is no longer used for mining. It is still considered active though because the evaporation of water that leaves salt above ground is collected and sold.

      I regret not buying any salt, instead I bought salted chocolate for my mom, and ate half of it. Scheisse.

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      Salt brine saltier than the Dead Sea.

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      King carved out of complete salt.

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      There is an active church within the mine where people can come to get married, and there are carvings in the walls portraying the life of Jesus. It was such a unique room within the mine. Our tour guide told us that because of the bacteria killing properties in salt, we could lick the walls (or floor.) No one took him up on it, but I did after we left the church.

      I figured licking Jesus would be a bit inappropriate. 

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      NaCl Last Supper.

      The salt mine tour was only about three hours, bringing me back to Kraków in the early afternoon. I headed to the Old Town area to get some food. The outdoor market in the Old Town is like a giant year round farmers market, and I loved it. I bought my pierogi’s from here on my first day, and on that first visit I saw a place cooking chicken and veggies. 

      This was the most expensive meal I had in Kraków, costing me a total of around $12. I was shocked by how “expensive it was” after spending so little the previous meals I had eaten. Then I realized how ridiculous I was for thinking $12 was expensive. The boiled potatoes, veggies, and chicken were amazing and worth every penny.

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      I stood at an outdoor table under an umbrella in the rain with people around me speaking languages I couldn’t decipher. It was a meal I shan’t soon forget. After I ate I wandered some more, and bought a ticket to climb the towers of St. Mary’s Basilica for a better view of the city. While waiting to enter the tower I saw a guy that sat behind me at the concert the night before.

      He recognized me and stopped to say hello. He was from Brazil, but living in Ireland. We exchanged a few words, and he continued on.

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      Tower from the ground.

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      My fourth and final day in Kraków I checked out of my apartment and walked over to Oskar Schindler’s Factory. The museum opens at 10 am, and I was in line by 10:30. I spent a little over an hour walking through the museum and by the time I came back out the tickets for the day were sold out. Needless to say I made it just in time.

      While I was waiting in line to enter I met a lovely couple from Belgium. They were on a road trip and planned to stay in Poland until they ran out of Polish złoty. They hadn’t booked their place to stay yet for the night, and everything about what they were doing made me smile. One day I hope to live a life like that with my husband. The woman tried to marry her son off to me, but then we got separated within the museum. Drat.

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      This museum was not what I expected, it was very cool, but I was hoping for a more authentic feel of the factory. The museum is built in the factory where Oskar Schindler worked and saved the lives of over 1000 Jewish people, but there was so much done to the building for the museum that it didn’t have the factory feel to it.

      Either way, I’m glad I came. 

      My last stop before heading back to the airport was a very quick walk through the Jewish Quarter, which I regrettably didn’t spend more time in. Should I be lucky enough to visit Kraków again I will spend more time in the Jewish Quarter. I will also eat hummus, lot’s of hummus.

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      My trip to Poland was just what I’d hoped for, and there was very little stress on this trip (aside from poor choices regarding food, but that was to be expected.) Poland is beautiful, and the park that ran between the city was something I continue to miss in Germany. A park with benches and tall trees and a path.

      I feel completely comfortable traveling alone to other countries now which is such a great feeling. I am confident when navigating public transportation regardless of language barriers, and I daydream of the day when I will travel for longer periods of time without having to return to a home base, or to a job.

      Until then, I will check off new cities as often as I can.

      Q: Where is somewhere you visited that pleasantly surprised you?

      brittany

      | 12 Comments Tagged Brittanys Life Abroad, Kraków, Poland, Travel Abroad
    • Auschwitz Concentration Camp

      Posted at 5:00 AM by Brittany, on June 8, 2019

      When writing a blog post about a place like Auschwitz, it’s hard to know where to start. My intention for writing this post is to share some photos and words with my family, my friends, and those who might never be able to visit. I feel the need to emphasize my respect for Auschwitz, because I always feel a bit odd when I express my interest in the Holocaust.

      I believe that if we talk about these horrific events, it keeps the topic alive and in doing so will hopefully prevent them from happening again. 

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      Auschwitz has been on my list of places to visit for as long as I can remember, and after walking through the camp I struggle to put into words what the experience was like for me. I admit I felt a bit numb while I was there, mostly because I think the tour I took moved too fast and I didn’t have time to process what I was seeing. It wasn’t until days later while preparing photos for this blog post that the wave of emotions hit me.

      Ultimately no one will ever feel the emotions felt by those who entered this camp to live, work, and die. 

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      My intention for this post is to share a brief view into the largest immediate death camp founded by the Third Reich authorities. Auschwitz has three main camps, Auschwitz I, Auschwitz II (Birkenau), and Auschwitz III (Monowitz), as well as many sub-camps. I was able to visit Auschwitz I and II. In the first years of its existence (June 1940 to February 1942) Auschwitz functioned similarly to the concentration camps founded in Germany before the war. Most of the people brought to the camps were Poles.

      At the time Jewish people accounted for only a small percentage of the inmate population.

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      This hurts my heart.

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      Before visiting Dachau, I assumed most inmates were Jewish, but in the beginning that wasn’t the case. Anyone who was perceived as a threat to the Nazi’s could be sent to one of the many concentration camps around Europe. Upon arrival to Auschwitz II-Birkenau, anyone deemed unfit for work was killed on the spot, including pregnant women. A German doctor would decide whether or not someone was fit for work just by looking at them.

      A swift hand gesture to the right or left determined if one was meant to work to death, or proceed immediately to the gas chambers. 

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      Many people were told they were going somewhere that would provide them a fresh start, they weren’t aware of what they were about to endure. This was a common theme for the German SS authorities, telling the prisoners something to make them believe death was not coming. One of the most well known examples of this was telling prisoners they would be taking a shower, when really they were taking their clothing off to enter a gas chamber.

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      Auschwitz II-Birkenau rail tracks from entrance.

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      Auschwitz II-Birkenau cattle car bringing in upwards of 80 people crammed into this box. Often took over a week to get here and many died inside these transportation cars.

      At Auschwitz I the gas chamber was small, and in the room next door was the crematorium. At Auschwitz II the gas chamber was much larger, however there is nothing left of the gas chamber or crematorium because upon the liberation of the prisoners the German Nazi’s blew up as much evidence as possible to try and hide what they did. All that remains at Auschwitz II is ruble and ruins.

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      Canisters that held the pellets for Zyklon B, a chemical used in the gas chambers.

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      Auschwitz I – hole in the ceiling where the gas would be dropped down into the chamber.

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      Auschwitz I

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      Auschwitz II ruble and ruins.

      Gas chambers are likely the first thing most of us think of when we think about the method of murder in these camps, but the high mortality rate among inmates also resulted from malnutrition, atrocious sanitary conditions, diseases, physically exhausting manual labour, and executions. At Auschwitz I, those who didn’t die soon or at all, lived in old Polish army buildings.

      Upon first glance, the buildings almost look nice.

      At Auschwitz II-Birkenau, smaller farm houses were used for housing. Some of the buildings were old horse stables. From the outside, these also don’t look so bad. It was the unfit living conditions on the inside that made these horrific. No proper ventilation, too many people crammed into one space, being locked in, using the farthest bunk from the door for the bathroom, no heat, and no air flow.

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      Auschwitz II-Birkenau

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      Auschwitz I

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      Auschwitz I

      At Auschwitz I each building has a block number and the buildings were intended to house around 700 people, but had upwards of 1200 people at points. Originally there were no beds in these buildings and prisoners were forced to sleep on their sides on the floor due to overcrowding. Eventually the buildings had beds, but even then there were too many people forced to sleep in one bunk.

      Of all the blocks, block 11 is the one I will never forget. Known as the “death block,” this is where the camp jail was. Prisoners would be sent here to starve, and to spend their time away from work in standing cells. They would literally stand for the entire night in a tiny square, and then be forced to work again the next day. This memory continues to haunt me a week later. When exiting block 11 there is a death wall, where prisoners stood naked and were shot in the head.

      I felt physically sick looking at this wall.

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      The personal belongings of prisoners were kept by the Third Reich, and some of the items were found and collected upon the liberation. There is a room at Auschwitz I with actual belongings, including glasses, suitcases, shoes, prosthetic limbs, pots and pans, toiletries, and human hair. Each prisoner had their head shaved, and the hair was used to make items for the German soldiers – things like socks – but not all the hair was used.

      The hair and the children shoes got to me the most. 

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      Auschwitz is one of those places I think everyone needs to visit at least once in their life. I would like to go back and be on my own time someday. There were many rooms we skipped on the tour, and I’d like to see the areas I missed. My words on this page provide a very brief look at the camp, and anyone interested in learning more should not only visit for themselves, but should also read more about the history. I continue to learn more each time I visit a concentration camp.

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      Auschwitz II-Birkenau bathroom.

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      The sanitary conditions, the medical experiments, the torture, the murder, the punishments, the inhumane living conditions – the number of people who endured this life is heartbreaking, and I continue to wonder how humans could do this to each other. This visit continues to put things into perspective for me in my own life, and I find myself having flashbacks to my visit whenever I have negative thoughts.

      I was saddened and surprised by the amounts of people I saw taking selfies, or taking group photos, or having others take photos of them smiling while posing in front of areas within these two camps. Part of me felt guilty for taking photos at all, but I knew I wanted to share my experience with my family back home. This is a place of remembrance, and posing for a photo or a selfie is so unbelievable inappropriate. If you do have the opportunity to visit, please remember this.

      Freedom is often something I take for granted, and I have to remind myself how blessed I truly am. This post is in remembrance of those who lost their lives simply because they were themselves.

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      Q: What period of history intrigues you the most?

      brittany

      | 31 Comments Tagged Auschwitz, Holocaust, Poland
    • Biking in Bavaria

      Posted at 5:00 AM by Brittany, on May 28, 2019

      There are few places I find more beautiful than the Pacific Northwest, but Bavaria has quickly topped the list of most beautiful places I’ve lived. I love having a European launch pad for traveling, but I’m trying not to neglect the adventure and exploration within my “home” country of Germany. I took the plunge and bought myself a bike three weeks ago, and life hasn’t been the same since.

      The freedom that a bike provides is nothing short of magical.

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      The bike paths here are amazing and endless. The paths connect between multiple surrounding towns and are at the base of the alps. I often have to remind myself this is indeed real life. I have ridden my bike nearly everyday since I bought it, and have quickly forgotten about my bike back home.

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      I bought a mountain bike so that I could ride anywhere. Some of the trails I hope to ride on will be a bit rugged, and a mountain bike will allow me more opportunities than a road bike would. One of my go to spots for a quick adventure is Farchant, a town about five miles from where I live. It doesn’t take long, and there are lots of hiking trails around.

      It’s just enough to feel like I’m getting away from Garmisch for a bit.

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      I went on a post work bike ride a bit ago while heading towards Farchant, and stumbled upon something I had wanted to see for a while. There are some old castle ruins nearby, but still far enough away that it would be a commitment to walk to. I didn’t plan to find the ruins on that post work bike ride, but I did! It was such a fun discovery, and this is exactly why I enjoy going for bike rides without a specific destination.

      I went back again a week later with my roommate to enjoy the view. 

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      Another bike adventure I went on led me back to the Partnachklamm in Partenkirchen, where last time I visited I had to take a bus. I parked my bike at the entrance, walked through the gorge, and wandered past the gorge on one of the trails that leads to Kaiserschmarrn-Alm, another awesome mountain hütte. The hütte gets its name from a Bavarian dessert called Kaiserschmarrn which is a shredded fluffy pancake with powdered sugar and is accompanied by things like apples or cherries. 

      One of these days I will eat some, until then I’ll enjoy the view.

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      The final town I will share in this post is in the opposite direction, called Grainau. The bike path leading to Grainau is beautiful, and the town is adorable. Grainau is a bit smaller than Garmisch, but the church and cemetery in Grainau has a better backdrop. Grainau is home to a beautiful lake called Eibsee, which I will have a separate post about soon!

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      Church backdrop.

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      Life in Bavaria is lovely, but it’s been even better with a bike. If I have a hard day, or I’m just feeling anxious or emotional I hop on my bike and ride. I used to be able to use running as my outlet, but that’s no longer an option for me so biking is a less stressful option for my body with similar mental relief results. It helps living in such a picturesque location.

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      Having an outlet is so essential for stress relief, or even just to distract my mind from itself. I am thankful for the opportunity I have living in Germany, but I still have days where I struggle. Life happens no matter where you are, and eventually the honeymoon phase of a new place wears off and life just becomes life again.

      It’s important to continue to do self improvement no matter where you are in the world.

      I’m excited to explore more of Bavaria as the summer months approach, and to continue to grow as I explore.

      Q: Do you enjoy biking in new places? 

      brittany

      | 24 Comments Tagged Bavaria, Bike, Biking, Brittanys Life Abroad, Garmisch-Partenkirchen, Germany
    • Metz, France

      Posted at 5:00 AM by Brittany, on May 15, 2019

      In continuation of my last post, I briefly mentioned that in the middle of a somewhat random trip to Luxembourg I also took a slight detour into France for a day and a half. Knowing that Luxembourg was pretty small, but having four days to travel, my friend and I decided to split the time between two locations. We chose Metz France as our second destination because it was a short 50 minute train ride from Luxembourg.

      Just like when I arrived in Luxembourg my first thought of Metz was: “it’s so green here TOO!”

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      I was obsessed with this building.

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      We arrived around 11 am, and after dropping our bags off at our hotel (that’s right, we lived large in France and slept in a hotel instead of a hostel for the same price as our hostel in Luxembourg) we set out to explore the city. It was a bit rainy the day we arrived, so I spent 15 euro to buy an umbrella big enough to fly both Mary Poppins and the children to keep myself dry.

      I sold the umbrella when I returned to Germany because it was too big.

      We wandered for a while before deciding to stop into a French restaurant for a fancy lunch. I had every intention of eating the rotisserie chicken I bought, but once I saw the salad and fresh French baguettes it was game over. Naturally I had to get a French espresso to compare to Italy. It was delicious. Or it could have been the apple dessert I had with homemade ice cream.

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      Terrible photo, but that cinnamon ice cream was life changing. 

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      After lunch the sun came out, and I credit this to the rain dance I did in the bathroom trying to get my pants back on. I blame the dessert and baguettes for the struggle with my pants. This was perfect because we were right around the corner from the Metz Cathedral, which has the largest expanse of stained glass in the world. The light shining through the windows was gorgeous.

      We also came back to the cathedral the following morning for Sunday mass (in French) which was so cool. 

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      The sun stayed out for the remainder of the day, and we wandered a few more hours walking through the Covered Market (indoor farmers market similar to Pike Place in Seattle) before stumbling across Le Temple Neuf protestant church. No matter which angle you look at this building from it’s just as beautiful as the one before it.

      The Metz Cathedral is mesmerizing, but this church was likely my favorite building.

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      Le Temple Neuf

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      We then came across an old church that was turned into an art gallery, displaying odd graphic photos depicting some kind of historical stories. They were quite bizarre, and I don’t read French, but I assume there was some kind of meaning behind the exhibit.

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      Our last stop on day one was at the Centre-Pompidou, which I would have skipped had I been alone. I’m not a big museum person, and I’m also not a big modern art person, and this was a modern art museum. It was the most bizarre presentation of art I’ve ever seen. Rooms with large boulders, with comments to stare at the rock because normally we don’t, rooms with walls painted different colors, rooms with cotton, it was just bizarre and not my cup of tea.

      After the odd art we made our way back to our hotel (behind the train station, which holds the title as most beautiful exterior train station I’ve seen in Europe) and called it an early night. I slept great and woke up the next morning ready for day two. We started our morning at a local cafe, which was hands down the best European cafe I have been to yet. It’s called Fox Coffee, an independent coffee shop run by extremely friendly French folk.

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      My inner crunchy granola wannabe vegan was dying at the vegan and gluten free treats, as well as the adorable interior. I would go back to Metz JUST to go to this cafe. We got a breakfast platter that came with fresh bread, homemade Nutella/peanut butter/jam/local honey, and an egg soufflé. I could have sat in this shop all day.

      After successfully stuffing myself with food my body hates, we were off to explore more of the city. We found a park that was hosting a 5K and my inner runner was dying at this atmosphere too. Most days I have come to terms with my “I don’t run or eat vegan anymore because my body doesn’t like it” lifestyle, but some days I really miss it. I made my friend stand with me while I watched the runners.

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      Archway leading towards the park.

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      Park graffiti.

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      There were only a few more places we wanted to see before catching our train back to Luxembourg at 1600, the most important being the Porte des Allemands which is a fortified city gate that serves as a bridge over the river. Its placement seems somewhat odd as it sits in the center of a city, but it was beautiful nonetheless. Granted, this was built long before the city.

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      Metz was another hidden gem of a city, a place I’d have never seen had it not been for the Lufthansa Surprise (as mentioned in my last post.) Both Luxembourg and Metz France were small and are not tourist destinations which was a nice change of pace. The people were friendly, the food was good, and the architecture was beautiful.

      Another two countries in the books, and I’m now into double digit countries visited. This was my sixth country visited since moving to Germany, what a wild ride.

      Q: Would you attend a mass in a different language? I’m not catholic, but this was a really cool experience. 

      brittany

      | 18 Comments Tagged Brittanys Life Abroad, Cafe, Cathedral, France, Travel Abroad
    • Luxembourg City

      Posted at 5:00 AM by Brittany, on May 9, 2019

      Most of my travels while living in Germany have been solo because I enjoy traveling alone, and because it can be hard to plan a trip with another person here. It isn’t a guarantee that all parties interested will get the time off approved, so it’s best to take advantage of time off when it happens. Often that means traveling solo.

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      Solo travelers meet other solo travelers.

      Despite my solo preference, I requested some time off for a trip to Norway with one of the girls I arrived in Germany with. When we received our approvals, we realized our days were staggered and the overlap only gave us four days off together. We then realized four days in Norway is not enough time, so it was back to the drawing board.

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      After throwing around a few other possible places to visit, we decided to play travel roulette and book a Lufthansa Surprise. The way this works is you first choose from a handful of categories consisting of: Go East, Arts & Sights, The Great Outdoors, Follow the Sun, Go With the Bro, Urban Adventures, Party On, For the Lovers, and Shoes and Shops.

      I’ll give you one guess which category I chose.

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      Each category then has subcategories consisting of 7-9 countries that you could possibly go to, as well as a price attached to it. The price starts at a flat rate ranging from 69-99 euro for a round trip plane ticket, and the price goes up by 5 euro for each subcategory country that you deselect. The idea is that the more flexible you are for where they might send you, the cheaper your flight will be.

      The Lufthansa Surprise only works for travel to and from two airports – Munich and Frankfurt. 

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      Once you’ve chosen your category, and deselected any subcategories that you reallllyy don’t want to visit – you book your ticket. The kicker is you don’t find out where you are being sent until after you pay – hence the surprise. We chose the category The Great Outdoors which consisted of: Copenhagen, Gdansk, Gothenburg, Larnaca, Luxembourg, Oslo, and Stockholm.

      We deselected Gdansk and Larnaka because she didn’t want to go to Poland, and I didn’t want to go to the beach.

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      We would have been content with any of the other locations, but our last choice was Luxembourg. Luxembourg is a small country that is sandwiched between Germany, France, and Belgium. It’s not a big tourist destination, and I honestly knew nothing about it. After a snap, crackle, and pop the computer screen showed us we were being sent to……Luxembourg! HA.

      Initially I was indifferent about this destination, but after spending a couple days in Luxembourg City I was pleasantly surprised by how beautiful it is. It’s small, and you don’t need much more than two days there (we also spent some time in France, which will be my next post) but I am so glad that I was able to visit this city. I would have never gone to Luxembourg had it not been for the Lufthansa surprise.

      Most activities in the city are free, the bus system is fantastic (4 euro gets you a pass for all public transportation for the entire day), and the city was SO GREEN.

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      The city is very walkable, and while there aren’t any huge tourist attractions I loved the parks that are smack dab in the middle of the city. The above four photos are from the central park area where they had layers of areas to walk, a playground area, and an outdoor exercise area. I didn’t realize how much I missed the idea of a simple park until visiting Luxembourg.

      We arrived our first day in the city around 3pm, and spent a good four hours just walking around and seeing all the beauty. The only “museum” thing we did in the city was walking the Casemates du Bock, which is basically a series of tunnel forts in a cliff wall dating back to 1443.

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      View from the Bock, peeking towards another area of the Bock – window holes.

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      We stayed at the Luxembourg City Hostel, which was great, and one of the guys at the front desk told us to ride up the Pfaffenthal Lift, which is a glass bottom elevator giving a lift from the bottom of the city to the upper part and provides a great view. The lift is free and worth every penny.

      I also spent some time inside the Norte Dame Cathedral, listening to a mass take place in French. The language in Luxembourg is predominately French which was surprising to me. I assumed because it was close to Germany that German would be their language, alas I was wrong.

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      The rest of day one in the city was spent wandering and seeing the beautiful architecture. We were blessed with great weather, which wasn’t the case for the majority of our trip. Day two and half of day three were spent in France, but the second half of day three and day four were spent back in Luxembourg.

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      Day four was dedicated to a trip just outside of the city, north in Luxembourg to a town called Vianden. Here I had my heart set on visiting the Vianden Castle aka Chateau de Vianden. This castle is considered one of the largest and most majestic feudal manors dating from Romanesque and Gothic periods in Europe.

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      To get to the castle we took a train to Ettelbruck, and from Ettelbruck took a bus to Vianden – all for four euro (round trip!) thanks to Luxembourg’s cheap transportation system. We spent a few hours in Vianden, admiring the 10th century castle, walking along the river, and riding on a ski lift. The ski lift took us up to a wooded area where we then walked towards the castle.

      We ended our Vianden adventure at a fancy schmancy restaurant where I had a delicious salad, and an older gentleman next to me looked at my meal and said “bon appétit” and it was legit cause he spoke French.

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      Luxembourg was indeed an outdoor lover’s destination and I felt I spent the perfect amount of time there. Overall I had about two days to explore the city center and Vianden. Don’t mark this tiny country off the list just yet, it has some hidden beauty not many tourists get to see! Up next is the other half of this trip, a day and a half spent in Metz, France.

      Q: Would you ever book a Lufthansa Surprise?

      brittany

      | 23 Comments Tagged Brittanys Life Abroad, Castle, Europe, Luxembourg, Vianden Castle
    • My First German Summit

      Posted at 5:00 AM by Brittany, on April 29, 2019

      I’ve been posting about my travels outside of Germany lately, but haven’t said much about my time spent IN Germany. It’s so easy for me to loose track of the beauty around me because anytime I have three days off (sometimes even just two) I’m looking at other countries I can travel to. It’s funny how Germany feels like “home” and just like when I’m back in Washington, I want to get away from my home and into the world.

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      Contrary to popular belief, I DO work here. I work close to full time averaging around 35 hours a week, but I make it a priority to get out and away as much as I can. Something as simple as a walk (or soon a bike ride!) into town is a helpful reprieve and reminds me I am in another country. The hotel I work at is American, and after a few days of not leaving the American military bases I am in dire need of an escape. Hearing people speak German, or exploring the alps is all I need to recharge.

      I’ve managed to get into the surrounding mountains a few times, and as the snow continues to melt I look forward to my summer of hiking in my “hometown” of Garmisch. My first taste of the alps was a short 30ish minute hike to what we call “the swing.” I have been to the swing twice, and the second time I happened to meet a German guy admiring the view. He casually mentioned he built the swing, and has only ever met American’s at the hidden spot.

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      After I visited the swing I explored more of the area nearby. I’m literally surrounded by mountains, but have mostly stuck to a mountain called the Kramer. I plan to summit the Kramer soon, but my first semi climb on the Kramer was to one of the many hütte’s in the alps. One thing I love about the German mountains is that they have hütte’s all over them, which are restaurant cafe’s where people stop for a bite, a beer, or a baked good.

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      I made my way up to Sankt Martinshütte on one of my days off for a view of the city and a cup of tea. It was a moderate climb and felt good to dust off my heart muscle after a sedentary winter. Both the swing and Sankt Martinshütte are accessible by foot from the hotel I live in/work at, and there are so many other trails nearby that will be great for a day off or for an after work decompression.

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      My third mountain adventure, and first official summit since living in Germany was on the Wank. The Wank is a bit further (will be easy to get to when I buy a bike), so I drove with some friends the first time I explored it, and took a bus the second time. The first time I went I didn’t summit, I just went up part way to Tannenhütte for a post work adventure. My friends had a drink, and I soaked up the views.

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      After figuring out how to get to the Wank I felt comfortable going alone the second time so I could summit. I was a bit premature with this decision, because there was still quite a bit of snow at the top. I wore trail running shoes with minimal traction and was a bit scared coming back down, but I was too stubborn to turn back without hitting the top. I was the first of my coworkers (that I know of) to summit the Wank for the season, and three weeks later others started to make the Wank their first summit of the season too.

      Shameless brag. 

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      I met two German women at the top that thought I was crazy for not having the right shoes or any trekking poles. The Wank is 5840ft with about 3500ft of elevation gain. I was surprised I hit the summit as easily as I did. It was a push, but I felt stronger than I expected. It was probably the waffles and coffee I splurged on for breakfast. Thanks to Alfred, I felt the push after my hike (and thanks to my breakfast choice) and was out of commission for a day or so, but these things are just a part of life with an autoimmune disease.

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      At the top of the Wank there is a hütte called the Wankhaus. It was closed when I went because I went before it was open for the season, so I’ll have to return sometime for a tea. I tried to hike the Wank again a few weeks later, but my body was not having it. I only made it 1/3 of the way up and had to turn back. I had a small pity party and then had to get over it. The hardest part about living with Sjogrens is listening to my body when it tells me “no.”

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      View from my bedroom, where I spend a good amount of time resting.

      Any movement is better than no movement, and I love how the German culture in Bavaria is very active. I love seeing the locals out walking the trails. Old, young, dogs, pointy ear squirrels – you name it. Regardless of age, people are out walking the flat and manageable trails and sometimes I need those reminders that it’s ok to not always climb UP a mountain, but walking around one is just as beneficial.

      Admittedly it can be hard not to compare my abilities now to my abilities before I was diagnosed with Sjogrens. Mentally I still want to run all the miles, and climb all the mountains, but physically I just don’t always have it in me. I feel lazy when I struggle, but my fatigue can be so bad it’s hard to put one foot in front of the other. When I push too hard my joints hurt, my back aches, my organs feel funny, my lungs struggle to get air in them, my skin breaks out in itchy rashes, and then I take days to recover.

      Alas, I will not quit I just have to moderate. Without the climbs, there are no amazing views. 

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      View of Munich from St. Peters Church after climbing 300 steps.

      All this to say life is Germany is moving along. I’d be lying if I said it were easy, and most days I struggle with my health, but I’m doing the best I can for now. Bavaria is beautiful, and I’d be remiss not to make the most of my time here. One day at a time!

      Q: Do you listen to your body when it tells you it needs to rest?

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