Tails From the Vienna Woods



Trekking Tirol. The Grand Finale

I am now a cable car junkie.

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Trekking Tirol. Piburgersee in the Ötztal

The swooning continues in a different region of Tirol.

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Trekking Tirol. An der Gipfel ist Muh!

The oldest dairy Alm in Europe. A favorite wander. And cows!

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Trekking Tirol. Rainy Days and Tirol Greys

More fangirl crushing…

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Trekking Tirol. The Seefeld Plateau, Arrival.

Why, yes, this is another series of posts wherein I fangirl crush on Tirol. (To be honest, if the distance was not so great we would probably live in Tirol and Tony would commute to Vienna.)

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So This Was Christmas…

Day 1. Feeling Hopeful.

Me. “I am calling to check on the status of this lost baggage.”

KLM. “The baggage is not lost. The Amsterdam ground team is looking for the baggage.”

Me. “If the baggage is not lost, why I am calling to check on the status?”

KLM. (Looooooong Pause.) “I am sorry.”

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A Simple Sojourn

Our family summer holiday.

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Time Off in Tirol, Part II

Plans for our final day did not quite go according to, well, plan. We all voted to try cross-country skiing but alas, as we discovered the day beforehand, the ski rental shop did not have skis large enough to fit the boys. Once again the remarkable resort staff offered up maps and suggestions for how best to enjoy our time; in the end, we decided to head across the border to Garmisch, Germany for a hike around the glacial lake, Eibsee that sits at the base of Zugspitze. Garmisch was but a 40-minute drive, and in good order we hit the trailhead.

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Time Off in Tirol, Part I

We are not a family of skiers. Yes, this probably should have disqualified us from living in Austria. Add to that the relative lack of dog sitters over the Christmas holiday (Clayton Theodore does not do kennels) and the fact that we do not do staycations, and up until about a week before Christmas our travel plans were looking plenty dismal.

Saved by what turned out to be an incredible last-minute resort getaway offer, we loaded the Thule and pointed the wagon toward Tirol on the day after Christmas. Tirol always makes us happy; add to that a family suite with balcony, mountain view, spa and half-board dining, and we were rather giddy as we pulled away from the house.

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