Thursday, April 25, 2013

Skiing under the Matterhorn!

Picture perfect day!
Finally on my fourth trip to Zermatt I got to ski! I absolutely love Zermatt and have waited anxiously for an opportunity to actually ski in one of the most famous places in the Alps. So needless to say I was quite excited when a trip with friends to Zermatt finally fell into place. We both have little ones so we rented a large apartment for the weekend where we could each have a day on our own to ski and one day to watch the kiddos.

In comparison to the eight hour train ride the weekend before to Cinque Terre the three hour train ride to Zermatt was a piece of cake, except for lugging all of our gear. For the most part Steve and I really love taking advantage of all of the great public transportation this country has to offer, but it has become increasingly more work when toting around a small child and everything that goes with her. Although this weekend was more about all of our stuff as we both had skis and boots to bring on top of normal luggage and a babycot! We like to say that dragging around all of our gear makes up for the fact that we don't work out near as often as we once used to...

We were lucky and got in early on Friday evening so we could enjoy a quick walk around town before settling in and getting ready for an early morning on the slopes. Come Saturday morning we were thrilled to see clear skies! Although the forecast had called for sun, we have come to not trust Swiss forecasts and know that sometimes you can never predict what the mountains will cause the weather to do. So after a few tears from Emma as we walked out the door we were excited to make our way up was quickly as possible before any clouds could interfere!

The view from our condo on Saturday morning!

While we were skiing hard, Emma was clearly playing hard too!
Although I wouldn't call Steve or I beginner skiers, neither of us are that great, especially when you are skiing around people who have grown up in the Alps and likely put skis on for the first time about the same time they learned to walk. Nonetheless we enjoyed our day sticking to the blues and reds while letting the pros whiz by us. It was so much to finally be able to ski together, especially to be able to do so in one of the most beautiful places in the world with such amazing weather. It was hard not to stop around every curve we got the opportunity and snatch a photo of the Matterhorn towering above our heads (the photos make it look like it was so far away, whereas we were actually much closer). It was especially cool to be able to ski in such great conditions in April. In Zermatt you can virtually ski on the glacier all year round since it is at such a high altitude.




Couldn't help taking so many photos when the scenery is this stunning!
Our lunch spot at 10,000 feet...
Amazing how warm it can get, maybe we should be working on our tan instead?!
Without a doubt the day went much too fast, but we were happy to get back and enjoy the evening with Emma and our friends just meandering the town. And the next day we were happy to be able to watch Emma and her friend Sienna while our friends' enjoyed a day out on the slopes with their older daughter, Sydney, where they had the fun of watching her get up on skis for the first time!

Practicing with our "adopted kids" as a family of five! I don't think Sienna was happy with Steve holding her...
All in all I would say our weekend was a success. Both Emma and Sienna did great on each of their first days without their parents, and all of us got to enjoy time skiing in one of the most spectacular places in the world. I have always loved Zermatt and now that I finally got to ski there it has definitely climbed the list of one of my favorite places to visit!

By late Saturday afternoon the Matterhorn had disappeared behind the clouds... guess that just means we'll have to go back again so Emma can have her photo with it!

Words just can't describe it!






Saturday, April 20, 2013

Traveling season has arrived... Easter in Cinque Terre!

Village of Manarola
We had been looking forward to visiting Cinque Terre since last December when we booked the trip and found an amazing place to rent for the weekend. For those of you not familiar with Cinque Terre it is a region in northwest Italy consisting of five small villages that sit directly on the Mediterranean. All of the villages are car free and many of the homes and buildings in each town are skillfully built on the side of cliffs. The towns are connected by hiking paths that wind along the cliffs and trek through vineyards. In other words the place is BEAUTIFUL. And let's not forget that it has some of the best Italian food around. It's hard to complain when for three days straight our lunches consisted of amazing pasta and seafood and dinner was pizza. Too bad  it was cold and rainy most of the time we were there, so we only ate gelato two of the three days...

View from our apartment!
The easiest way to get there from Zurich is by train so we headed out on Thursday afternoon and went halfway to Milan and stayed the night as to break up the trip (about four hours each day). We figured it would give Emma a nice break since it was her first big trip since going back to the U.S. over the holidays and with her ever increasing mobility we weren't sure how much more difficult it would be to travel with her. Lucky for us she continued to impress and keep us all entertained on the train ride.

We arrived in Cinque Terre by midday Friday and had decided to stay in the village of Vernazza after reading many reviews as to which town was best to call home for the weekend. Although there are many similarities they each are distinctly unique and we chose Vernazza based on it's nice harbor and good reviews for atmosphere, restaurants, and shops.

Vernazza Harbor
Exploring Vernazza

Village of Vernazza from the pier

Another angle of Vernazza


Vernazza from above
There really are no hotels in Cinque Terre, just small rooms to rent that are privately owned by families in the village. So upon arrival in Vernazza we were greeted by the very friendly family that owned our apartment and we were whisked away to one of the highest points in the village. Remember how I said these villages are built more or less on the side of cliffs? So yes there are lots and lots of stairs through tiny little passageways. Lucky for me I was just carrying Emma (definitely not a stroller friendly place) and her travel cot, unlucky for Steve he had the bookbag and a very heavy suitcase! While it was quite an effort to get there neither of us could complain once we saw the sweeping views over the Mediterranean and parts of town. Between the rooftop terrace, balcony, and fact that it was built directly into the side of the cliff it was pretty impressive.


The entrance to our apartment was this tiny door on the rooftop terrace!

See that little green door? That was the balcony on our apartment!


Enjoying our balcony
Sunset from our balcony


Family photo on the rooftop

Unfortunately, just like most of the rest of Europe, the majority of Easter weekend in Cinque Terre was rainy and cold. So once we got settled into our place on Friday we decided to keep the rest of the day low key and just enjoy a nice relaxing lunch in Vernazza and take time to explore the town itself. We were hoping to enjoy a boat ride between the villages that afternoon, but the rain and rough waters kept the ferry docked for the entire weekend.

While it was a bit disappointing that we were unable to see a view of the region from the boat, what certainly was not disappointing were the people we met while exploring the town instead! With this now being our third trip to Italy (all post-Emma), I have come to conclude that Italians are some of the best of the bunch, especially if you are traveling with a baby or "little bella" as Emma was referred to countless times! They truly love to spoil, hold, kiss, and just in general love on babies. We had waiters and waitresses ask to hold her and just try to do anything to help us eat a nice meal while keeping Emma content. Especially that first day when Emma was just getting settled in and wasn't in the mood to sit in a high chair by herself one waiter quickly brought sorbet over for her and started dipping her pacifier in it! He said it would calm her down and keep her content, it did in fact do the trick for awhile, and what can I say we were on vacation and eating good food and dessert the whole time so I guess it was only fair that Emma got a few extra treats too!


Beautiful harbor of Portofino full of big sailboats

On Saturday we decided to head outside of Cinque Terre to the small, but upscale fishing village of Portofino. It is known for its beautiful and secluded harbor and rumor has it that it often has celebrity visitors, although we didn't see any when we visited! Funny thing is that I actually visited this tiny town before when I visited Europe after graduating from high school. I am glad that my memory served me correct as Portofino is a beautiful place that was certainly worth the second visit. It took about an hour by train to get there followed by a 20 minute bus ride along a narrow, windy road on the side of a cliff. I don't know why we continue to ride on these buses (we've taken a few in the Alps as well) where it's necessary for the bus to stop and honk it's horn repeatedly while turning the corners because it's too narrow for anyone else to get through at the same time!

Once we survived the bus ride we enjoyed exploring the towns and shops and once again another great Italian meal, this time sampling the pesto that the region is famous for. We also took a short hike to take in some great views of the harbor and the town.


Enjoying another wonderful Italian lunch with a little crazy hat hair!

It was a windy day in Portofino - Emma thought it was so funny when our umbrella broke!


Portofino from above

On our way back to Cinque Terre we unfortunately hit our first delayed Italian train. We had read that this region is particularly infamous for its slow and unreliable trains, and we also found that to be true. On Saturday it meant that our train stopped several times for what seemed like no reason at all and made us all a little grouchy when it arrived back in Vernazza almost an hour late (nearly doubling the time it took us to get back!). On Sunday it meant that the train we were going to take within the Cinque Terre region was completely cancelled for again unknown reasons. And on Monday it meant that our train departing Cinque Terre was running about 20 minutes late! Oh how I appreciate the timeliness and reliability of Swiss trains!

Anyways, come Sunday we were excited that the forecast was again accurate, but this time with sunshine! As a result we were happy to get up early on Easter to enjoy such a beautiful place (we had turned our clocks ahead an hour that night, for some reason daylight savings in Europe takes place a few weeks after daylight savings in North America). We set out ready to hike the trail that connects all five villages of Cinque Terre only to find out that it was closed due to risk of landslides! The area had recently received a lot of rain and we came to find out that it is a relatively common problem. Actually just in the fall of 2011 there was some torrential rains that left parts of the villages extremely flooded and they were concerned that it would never be the same as it was, but luckily everything seems to be back and functioning as it once was before.

Needless to say we were greatly disappointed to not be able to hike along the entire trail but instead we were able to enjoy walking areas around each village and taking the train in between each. It was nice to be able to spend more time in each town, which also meant more good food and wine to drink too! It was fun to see the differences between each and what made each town popular... whether it was a nice beach, beautiful harbor, or beautiful views from the top of the hill - there was something to be said for each.

Village of Riomaggiore... known as the "workaday" town. We heard and saw people doing work on their houses on Easter Sunday! In Switzerland I don't know if it's actually illegal, but it's highly frowned upon to do work on a Sunday, especially Easter!

Family photo in Riomaggiore

Village of Manarola - also popular for it's beautiful harbor area
Big waves in Manarola!


Corniglia is known as the Mountain town... this is the sign you see when you get off the train to warn you about the climb ahead!
Looking down on all the stairs!

Vineyards in Corniglia, they were all over Cinque Terre

View from Corniglia of the Mediterranean

Monterosso al Mare is the beach town!

Emma's first time on the beach!

Family photo in Monterosso
It was certainly a full day getting to all five villages, so by the end we were happy to return to Vernazza and just relax for our last evening. And since it was finally our first nice day we actually got to sit out and enjoy our balcony and the amazing views it offered. It was especially fun to see the people below us wondering how we got there! With the waves crashing right below us there was truly nothing else like it that we have ever experienced.



The next morning it was hard to say good bye to the beautiful views, great food, and wonderful family that owned our apartment but somehow we managed with the hopes that hopefully one day we'll be back again!

Last night on our rooftop terrace - waving bye bye!

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Playing frisbee with Jesus



I have put off writing this for over two weeks because for me it's my final way of saying goodbye and I wasn't ready to do it yet. If you're not a dog lover you might not believe me when I say that losing one is truly like losing a family member... and for us Indiana was a very dearly loved family member for both Steve and I and his grandparents, who were also his extended dogsitters while we are on this crazy adventure. I truly believe God made dogs for a very special reason and I love this video that was shared with me shortly after Indiana died, God Made A Dog.
 
Here's just a small look back on the amazing dog that Indiana was and the one that we'll always remember him for being.
 
 
Indiana you were perhaps the second love of my life... always there for me when Steve was out of town, always there in the front window looking so happy when I came home from work, always there when I needed a shoulder to cry on. I couldn't have asked for a better first dog and I'll never forget the day I brought you home and you sat on my lap the whole car ride home. You were a fast learner and eager to please. I loved teaching you and taking you to your obedience classes, but let's be honest those were more for Steve and I than you.
 
 
 
 
 
Your favorite toys were hats and stuffed animals. We were careful to only let you destroy opposing team hats. But it didn't take long and every stuffed animal you came across became fair game. Remember old bambi, who else would I have sewed a stuffed animal back together for time and time again?
 
 
 
You were a one of a kind frisbee player. All the other dogs (and their humans) were jealous of you and how effortlessly you ran, jumped and caught frisbee after frisbee. We always had to force you to stop and take a break at times when your mouth was rubbed raw from catching so many frisbees.
 
 
And you sure loved to be lazy after those tough days at the dog park!
 
 
 
The day I brought Dakota home you looked at me like I was crazy, you already knew she was a special one. Yet, after a few days of being mad at me you became the big brother I always knew you would be and she followed you around everywhere you went. She loved to be your sidekick and will certainly need a little extra encouragement without you around.
 
 
 
 
 
I'm so sorry I couldn't be there for you those last few days when you weren't feeling well because you were always there for me when I wasn't. Always there to cuddle with me and make me feel safe and loved when times were tough.
 
 
Life just won't be the same without you when we move back. Making the decision not to bring you with us here was one of the most difficult but we did it so you would have a better life. We will always treasure that one last visit we had with you.
 
 
 
Although I would be lying if I said there wasn't at least one or two cats out there that didn't mind you not coming across the ocean with us...

 
Five years wasn't near long enough, but I don't think it's possible for many people to provide as many happy memories as you did for me in five years time. Thanks for humoring us and wearing Halloween costumes, letting us disrupt your sleeping with silly antics, chasing laser beams across the living room floor and sitting and waiting so patiently for your doggy ice cream. Not many dogs would be as patient with their humans as you were. I only wish Emma was going to have the chance to experience that patience too.
 
 
 
 

 
I'm going to miss you my running pal... that 5K trophy you and I won a few years back, it's always going to have a place right next to my marathon medals. And lucky for you we know that now you're running and playing frisbee with Jesus everyday and he throws it perfect everytime.