Monthly Archives: October 2013

Tegernsee

tegernsee-3Last weekend we set off to discover the small town of Tegernsee, which is about an hour train ride away from Munich.  We printed out a Bayern ticket for 2 the night before, and set out to this quaint little town the next day.  It was a beautiful fall day, warm, and sunny.  This time we were sure to get on the right part of the train, which was indeed going to Tegernsee.  After arriving at the train station, we followed everyone else down the hill, through the small narrow streets, into the little village.  I can imagine that this would be a lovely town for someone in Munich to have a small summer home in, maybe with a dock and a boat.  :)

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Other highlights of Barcelona

While we were in Barcelona there was a Catalan freedom protest going on.  Brian read up on it, and I guess about 50% of the population in this area of Spain want to secede from the rest of the country.  The Catalan people are very proud of their heritage and culture, for example, all the signs are first in Catalan and then in Spanish (and, if we were lucky, also in English).

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Tapas in Barcelona

Barcelona, Spain

Barcelona, Spain

I love tripadvisor.  Most of the stuff on there is all about which sights and tourist destinations are the best (and I don’t need 4000 reviewers to tell me that I should go see the #1 tourist sight), but the pages filled with restaurant reviews paid off for us big time.  Our first day in Barcelona landed us at Le Pepita — even as I type this my stomach is growling for more.  It was a gourmet take on traditional tapas, since we had no idea what the Catalan menu was describing we asked our server for suggestions.  To start we had beef tartar, some kind of goat cheese fritter, and raw sea bass on a bed of arugula drenched in pesto and sweet balsamic topped with a slice of a strawberry.  I won’t bore you with more details but I have never so happily munched on raw meat before.

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RyanAir: you get what you pay for

12 hours after we left home we finally arrived at our hotel room in Barcelona… We found a great deal online through RyanAir for $40/person roundtrip flights and so of course we bought them, little did we know.  The airport that RyanAir flies out of is short 1.5 hours away via train or bus, which wasn’t so bad – we knew that was coming.  We didn’t know that the French were going to be on strike and that our flight would be delayed 3 hours.  We also didn’t anticipate the crew shuffling us onboard the plane just so we could sit – still attached to the terminal, for another 1.5 hours.  The stewardesses had enough common sense to at least offer us a soft drink – although they didn’t discount anything and water cost 2 Euros!  Brian and I bought an incredibly awesome souvenir; a deck of RyanAir playing cards so that we can always remember that trip.  The flight itself was fine, although it started to snow as we taxied off.  Once we landed in Girona (because RyanAir doesn’t fly to Barcelona) we boarded a bus and sped along for an hour.  Once in Barcelona we made our way through 2 metro lines and walked, exhausted into our hotel.

The return trip only took us 9 hours – I’m assuming the French resolved their issues. I’m not sure the plane we were on will ever fly again after the horrible thudding noise it made as we crashed down for the roughest landing of my life.  Will we fly RyanAir again? Maybe, but next time we’ll be bring something to drink – and of course, our playing cards.

Walking Tour of Prague

Where are we?

Where are we?

We started our second day at Starbucks… as we did every morning in Prague. This city is far more international than any other we have been to, which means that everyone speaks English, and not just in the touristy places.  Even still, my Starbucks’ name was “Pony” – Brian got off easy as “Bryan”.  I had made up an agenda for the weekend but after our long castle tour the previous day (combined with my ongoing cold) we decided to take it easy. Not. We jumped in on a free walking tour and covered the entire city in 4 hours.  Before the tour we had an authentic Czech lunch of roast pork knuckle, which after seeing the table next to us devour, we couldn’t help but order.

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