I’ve been doing a little research on the Abbey overnight and have a game plan for this morning, focussing on the library, its crowning glory. With day tours coming from Vienna, I’m intent on seeing […]
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2019 Day 44 – Meandering through the Austrian alps
We start the morning with a hike. Sounds much more impressive than a walk, but we’re in the mountains, so a hike it is. It’s a glorious day to be surrounded by spruce, gorgeous views […]
2019 Day 43 – Seckauer Alpen
After yesterday’s trauma, it’s a sober start to the day. It’s taking a bit of courage to move past the safe haven of having a hospital nearby. Himself has a trip planned into the Austrian […]
2019 Day 42 – The eyes have it
A rather scary start to the day, which actually started the evening before. Picture this: I’m watching a movie late into the evening, minding my own business, when a mystery object passes through my vision. […]
2019 Day 41 – Squirrels a Plenty
You know I rarely need to learn a lesson twice, right? Having been caught out a little late to squirrel breakfast yesterday, there’s no way I’d make the same mistake twice. It’s up even earlier […]
2019 Day 40 – Ljubljana
It would be impossible for me to be in Ljubljana and not start the day with a visit to Tivoli Park, site of many happy squirrel moments last year. Himself is asked to wake me […]
2019 Day 39 – Treviso
It’s been a while, but it’s bikes out this morning. The heat is threating to be ferocious, so the less walking, the better. Yesterday’s sneak preview of Treviso revealed barely a glimpse of what’s on […]
2019 Day 38 – The long trek east
It’s very unlike us to get even a whiff of motorway on our travels. Give me a gorgeous country road, every time. But despite this, here we are, spending virtually a whole day on the […]
2019 Day 37 – Ivrea
So. Yesterday didn’t go as well as it could have, but a new day offers a fresh new beginning. I’m training my eye (not always successfully) to refrain from drifting to the bottom left corner […]
2019 Day 36 – Ivrea
It’s finally time to bid our beloved France farewell. We cross through the Italian border mid morning. Not that we needed any signage to tell us. It’s easy to know when you’re in Italy: cars […]
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