Even when when you can’t hear it, the city of Salzburg is ensconced in music. With the Salzburg Music Festival just starting it seemed like everyone had taken to the streets to play Beethoven Quartets, especially its many music conservatory students.
The first thing we noticed about the Alps is that everyone is using the hiking trails: we’ve seen numerous 3 year-olds scaling peaks with their parents and an endless string of 80 year-old couples have passed by us on trails above the treeline.
We hopped from one literary-landmark cafe to another, drinking Pernod and white wines until we found ourselves staring up at Notre Dame in a thunderstorm.
Driving in the Balkans is not an easy affair but with a little bit of preparation anyone can do it.
Molly and I recently took a week to drive through Albania, Macedonia and Kosovo. Each of these countries felt like a new frontier where a mountain range, river or lake created a natural border.
Somewhere along the way the road pulled away from the river and we came to a one lane road that served as the border checkpoint. A few stamps later we wound our way back up to the road above the river and watched it widen as we made our way to Foča.
We wanted to share pictures from the road (many of them are taken from the moving car) to help you get a sense of the dramatic and varied sights and scenery we experienced in the of course of our relatively short drive.
My sister Mariah recently visited us in Kotor for six fun-filled days. She flew from San Diego to London to Serbia to Montenegro – just a hop, skip and a jump really.
Outside of the charming old town, there are signs of war and destruction all over the place, woven harshly into the fabric of everyday life.
The sun came out yesterday so we hopped in the car and drove to the coast, taking backroads through the countryside, weaving through miles and miles of patchwork fields, vineyards and small towns.