Saturday, January 22, 2011

Sunday Funday!

This bike ride took us to the Northeast part of the Island.  Thanks mom and dad for the
"Coastal Walks Around Guernsey" book.

We saw and climbed more beautiful cliffs,

visited a rifle range, thankfully closed for the day,


took a nap and soaked up some much needed sun,



found a  hidden marina,


and jumped on public trampoline (we think).




My favorite series of pictures EVER below...




Love how the helmet is still on!

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Last Leg of our Trip...Basel

Town Hall


Shocking similarities

Oldest Pub in Basel- Mr. Pickwick

Stopped in for a pint and some football

A great end to a great "holiday."  Dinner with the friends we met in Zurich on NYE.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Zurich

German- the language of the longest words ever!

The towers of Grossmunster from Niederdorf (Old Town)

Coffee Break.  Every outdoor cafe has blankets on each seat.


Opera House



Fraumunster- 12th century church


Attack of the pigeons

New Years Eve.  After meeting friends at our favorite Italian restaurant, Santa Lucia, we were asked to accompany them to their tent party along the river.  Free champagne, snacks and a never ending fireworks show!


Last night in Zurich...FONDUE!

Engelberg

The Town Center

We stayed at a Wellness Spa.  This is the view from our amazing room!

First day of skiing.  Mid day break at the highest bar in Europe.

By the end of the day, we were skiing in white out conditions.

Apres Ski on the base of the mountain.
Second day of skiing...all of the snow the night before led to a lot of powder.  Fresh snow, 45 and sunny, perfect ski day!




An afternoon beer and lounge chairs, mid mountain.


Stands with mulled wine in the streets. 

Dinner at the hotel included a live pianist and a whole fish!

And the wellness portion of the trip!  Thanks to Josh's Christmas present, we got a full body massage and Moxa treatment (exactly like acupuncture except with sticks).

The steam room, sauna, aroma room and foot bath were all located in the NAKED ZONE.  The Europeans do not leave anything for the imagination.