Spring (lente) has arrived in the Netherlands. Though not the spring of our friends in Atlanta whose legs are already peeking out under skirts and shorts into weather in the mid-70s or of our friends and family in the Northeast who only now are beginning to thaw. Rather, here, the daylight hours have already drastically increased – the time change much more  prominent at these higher latitudes – and the sun has begun to shine once again. At 60 degrees (*F) we throw off our winter woolens, allowing the Dutch sun to touch our skin for the first time for nearly half a year. In the park near our home spring flowers have begun to peek up through the earth, seeking the sunlight, and, before long, the wild rabbits will appear again at dusk.

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Bad Bentheim, Germany


On our last blog post we were talking about New Year’s resolutions. In addition to not building up expectations is a resolution to do a small, local adventure once a week. Bad Bentheim, located just across the border from us in Germany, is easily accessible by a short train ride, and is home to both a spa and a castle – two of my favorite things! It was an obvious choice for Read More »

Les Trois Vallées, France


For more than a year I have put off writing a post about last year’s ski trip to France’s Three Valleys. The truth is, the trip left such a bad taste in my mouth that I could not put into articulate, non-anger-filled words the histoire. This is not to say I did not talk about the trip, and, if you’ve seen me in person in the last year I probably grumbled for many minutes to you, making you instantly regret your Read More »

Grote Twentse Carnavalsoptocht, The Netherlands


The title for this post could alternatively be “How to Know When You Are Burnt Out on Travel.” “What?” you are saying if you know us (okay, really, if you know me, Jess,) “not possible.” But it is true. Five days after returning from the Maldives we had planned to go to Cologne for the “other” European carnival (a/k/a not Venice.) While laying on the beach, however, we admitted we both had the same thought: Read More »

Nürnberger Christkindlesmarkt, Germany


In truth, this should be the first post in our Bavarian winter wonderland roadtrip, but I could not quite figure out how to say what I wanted to about our trip to Nuremburg’s Christkindelsmarkt and I still cannot. This has been one of those keep-you-up-at-night-writing-in-your-head posts. Initially what I wanted to talk about are the additional strains living in a foreign country can put on a relationship – from cycling in the rain to Read More »

Mittenwald, Germany


A decade ago, in one of my college German classes I was asked to choose a German town to be mine for the duration of the class. After much urging by my Santa Clause doppelgänger of a professor, my town became Mittenwald, a tiny village located in Bavaria a few kilometers from Garmisch-Partenkirchen. Extremely excited that we could visit “meine Stadt in Deutschland” I truthfully planned the entire day around us Read More »

Der Plansee, Germany


I have a tendency to over plan trips when it comes to the weather, resulting in us lugging around umbrellas and boots and layering sweaters. For our Bavarian winter wonderland roadtrip I was taking no precautions, loading our car up with furry boots, warm winter coats, and blankets. We quizzed the rental agency on whether we had snow tires and if we needed snow chains as we planned to drive through Germany’s highest Read More »

Neuschwanstein, Germany


“I am a princess. All girls are. Even if they live in tiny old attics. Even if they dress in rags, even if they aren’t pretty, or smart, or young. They’re still princesses.” – The Little Princess

I like castles. I really, really like castles. I like to wander around their outsides, imagining what life was like centuries ago in the time of princesses and princes. And, while I know the answer is that the reality of life “once upon a time” was pretty crappy, it does not at all stop my daydreams of being royalty. While it is entirely unacceptable for a woman of nearly thirty to have somehow convinced her husband to bemusedly play Read More »