Yay, we are going away! Again – and before our honeymoon too! Continue reading Alicioustravels: Mallorca
We were fully aware that we would be in serious need of recovery after our wedding. The weeks leading up to this very special event had been strenuous and even the day before it was after 8 pm when I ate for the first time since breakfast – because there simply hadn’t been time for it earlier.
For his birthday Mr A had received a voucher for a night at a small B&B in the Gesäuse region, a national park in Styria. My Dad has stayed at the B&B numerous times and had asked the owners if they were willing to provide us with food during our stay. They agreed asking we call them a few days in advance so I could discuss my special request with the chef.
Can I get a big YAY for Salzkammergut? Because it never disappoints?
This summer was definitely a good summer for us hiker! Mr A and myself spent three long weekends in the mountains – plus a quick getaway after our wedding (our honeymoon is yet to come). Continue reading Alicioustravels: A long weekend of hiking in the Dachstein-region
“You hiked the Ciudad Perdida? Was it any good?” – “No, it wasn’t ‘good’.” Continue reading Alicioustravels: Finding the Lost City
It’s been less than two weeks since I returned from Colombia. What had initially been a trip to attend my good friend’s wedding turned out to be a most memorable holiday – and Colombia made it very easy for me to not want to go home by the end of it. Continue reading Alicioustravels: My Colombian experience
Yep, Colombia. South America.
That particular friend of mine who so far has been the reason for my biennial visits to Chicago has now decided to get married.
In Colombia. Continue reading Alicioustravels: Colombia
I have been used to going on holidays from a very young age. As soon as I considered myself old enough, I started travelling on my own. Most of my friends will consider me “well-travelled” while I will look at a map and see all those places I have never been to – and many more that I would love to see again. Continue reading Alicioustravels: NEW SERIES Travel Essentials
When I was five years old we moved from an apartment in a town of 50,000 to a house with garden to a village of a few hundred. It’s the place where my maternal grandfather was born, called Wald which – aptly – translates to “forest”. Continue reading Aliciouslife: Picking wild blackberries