Home Is…Austria
Home is…right behind that bench, on a hillside just outside of Innsbruck, Austria.
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Home is…right behind that bench, on a hillside just outside of Innsbruck, Austria.
Austria, Julie Andrews was right about you: Your hills are indeed alive, and they are no joke! From Garmish-Partenkirchen, we pedaled up, up, up and into Austria via gravel trekking paths. We couldn’t escape the hot sun and steep climbs, so food breaks were frequent. Legs screaming in pain, I sang songs from The Sound …
Home is…a kind family, a home-cooked meal and a spare bedroom in Icking, Germany.
“I can’t travel the world anymore because I have kids, so now I have the world travel to me.” *Joerg & Sabine, thank you for opening up your home to us on the first day of our bike tour.
Our final week in the U.S. was a stressful one that involved preparing our house for rent (how had we acquired so much stuff in four and a half years?!), selling our car (read: cleaning it for the first time possibly ever), hosting dear friends from out of state (we miss you already!), fine-tuning our …
A day before I left the United States, my mom (ever so conscious of my lightweight packing requirements) gifted me a palm-sized journal. On the first page, she wrote a quote from Hemingway: “It is good to have an end to a journey toward, but it is the journey that matters in the end.” On …