Category Archives: Travel

National Parks of Utah and Arizona

Rocky Mountains

Rocky Mountains

Our plan was to make it through Arches National Park, the Grand Canyon, Zion National Park and Bryce Canyon in one week. In order to do that we alternated drive days with one full day at each park. Each park was about 4 hours from the next so we’d have plenty of time, theoretically, to pack up in the morning and get to the next campground before dark.

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Leaving New York

Our front yard in the Adirondacks

Our front yard in the Adirondacks

Wednesday, October 22nd 2014. We had packed the boat and truck to the brim with all our worldly possessions. Though, in hind sight, we had much more room than anticipated and probably didn’t need to get rid of quite so much stuff. Around 8 am we left Brian’s brother’s house and hit I-90, heading to Denver and then on to Arches, the Grand Canyon, Zion and Bryce Canyon.

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6 Months in Review

Our year is half way over…

Things we have learned

Bonnie:

  1. Moving abroad without our puppy has been really hard.
  2. Relying only on each other has drastically impacted our relationship (for the good).
  3. We should have tried harder to learn German before we got here.
  4. My husband is an insanely hard worker.
  5. I could live on wiener schnitzel w/ cranberry sauce.

Brian:

  1. Moving abroad without our puppy has been really hard.
  2. Having Bonnie to myself has been a joy.  It’s going to be hard to share her when we get home.
  3. Traveling is fun, but coming back to Munich is always fun.
  4. Ryanair is not such a great deal.
  5. I could stay here (not without my dog, though).

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Mechow: My Ancestral Home

Almost there!

Almost there!

Since we are about as cheesy as they come, we knew that eating a Hamburger in Hamburg was on our “to do” list for this year.  We arranged a trip to northern Germany that allowed us to fly in to Hamburg, rent a car and drive to Mechow, and then return the car in Berlin where we would spend the rest of the weekend before flying back to Munich.

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A trip up the Romantic Road

Our Å koda Octavia

Our Å koda Octavia

Well, three months in and we finally flew on the Autobahn.  I say “flew” because there is no way that the wheels of our car were actually touching the road.  I know that Brian is a good driver, and I have full confidence in his abilities, but that didn’t stop me from squeezing my eyes shut and keeping my hands folded in prayer for the majority of the trip.  The Autobahn is just the German interstate system and, while some of it is marked down to 130 kph (80 mph) most of it has no speed limit.  It works out though, because they mainly use trains for the transportation of goods so there are very few trucks on the highway (I think we saw a total of 5 in 400 miles).  But let me back up, because the purpose of the trip was not to fuel Brian’s childhood dream, but rather a romantic getaway weekend.

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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.