One of my favorite things Rachel and I did during our week in Paris was book a day trip to the Loire Valley. I wanted to see castles, Rachel wanted to taste lots of French wine, so this trip was a win-win. It was a long day, but well worth it.
This year hasn’t turned out at all like I would have imagined last year. Which makes it hard to even try to tell you what I think next year might look like. And no one really ever knows what the future looks like, do they? Even with the best laid plans, you can’t know. Here’s a look back at 2015 and some thoughts on what I’d like 2016 to look like.
My most recent trip to Amsterdam was not necessarily packed with tourist activities. I went to spend the week with my friend Gigi. I was supposed to see her in Slovenia in July, but since I had to cancel, I jumped at the opportunity to see her a few months later. I spent 8 nights in Amsterdam, but know that your spending might look a bit different if you take full advantage of being in the city to see the sights.
Apparently I can’t get enough of food tours. When I started planning my week in Amsterdam, one of the first things I did was look at the food tours available, and the Eating Amsterdam evening tour in the De Pijp neighborhood sounded perfect. So on a blustery Tuesday, Gigi and I set off to see what kind of cuisines this part of the city had to offer.
I recently made my third visit to Amsterdam. While my main goal was to hang out with my friend Gigi who was staying there for a few weeks, I also wanted to check off a Dutch attraction I’d managed to miss on my previous two visits: windmills. I did get to see tulips on my first visit, but the windmills eluded me.
We’ve started riding the rails. We walk up to the Sbahn and hop on the train and ride around with no real destination. We’ve ridden the ring almost all the way around the city. We’ve ridden the east/west line from one end of the ring to the other. And we’ve ridden the north/south line from top to bottom.
A few weeks ago, I was so stressed out about so many things, and I was having a meltdown about something insignificant because whatever it was, was the last straw. I told Andy I needed a change of scenery, needed to take my mind off all the things pulling at it.
In general, I do not like French food. It’s too fancy, and sometimes too weird, for me. So when my friend Rachel said she wanted to go to Paris while she came to visit me, I decided a food tour of Paris might be a good way to introduce her to French cuisine as well as give me a fresh perspective on it.
My friend Christine from college lives in England and I haven’t seen her since my wedding. I had been hoping for a chance to visit her since we both live on this side of the pond now, and I finally got that chance in June. Andy was hiking in England, and I scheduled a couple days with Christine after my visit to Copenhagen.