My grandparents and brother arrived here this week and we have been going going going. I’ll start with Neuschwanstein.
Beautiful, majestic, fairy tale-like (literally, ever wonder where Walt Disney’s castle in Sleeping Beauty and Disney World came from?). It is located in Bavaria high above the Alps, built by a King (Ludwig II to be exact) who was obsessed with drama and “diagnosed” as medically insane. This was the first place I took my family. It is one of Germany’s treasures. We toured the castle on a beautiful sunny Spring day. I imagined I was a princess the entire time. I mean, they are still monarch’s around, not unrealistic.
Garmisch.
The home of the 1936 Winter Olympics and a candidate city (well Munich is, but the ski stuff would happen here) for the 2018 Winter Olympics. It is home to the Zugspitze, Germany’s highest mountain peak (2962 meters).
“Come, let us go to the mountain of the Lord…” (Micah 4:2). So if this passage were not talking about Mount Zion it would be talking about the Zugspitze (or quite possibly Ligonier Camp and Conference Center). We ascended about 2000 meters and dropped 40 degrees in a ten minute cable car and arrived at a 360 degree view of the German, Austrian, and Swiss Alps. I will never be able to describe in detail the beauty saw and seeing my pictures won’t even give you a glimpse.
“The heavens declare the glory of the God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour fourth speech; night after night they display knowledge, They have no speech, they use no words, yet, their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to ends of the world.” (Psalm 19:1-4) I have been out west and to Canada and seen mountains, but I have never seen such beauty in my life. We had clear blue skies and amazing visibility. We ate at a restaurant at top with panorama view. Like, I want to keep writing about it, because I want you, my dear reader, to see it to, but no words (especially of mine) could ever do it justice.
However, one of the best part s of the day came afterwards as my grandparents and I sat drinking wine in the sunny valley staring up at the beauty from below and they talked and I listened. And they talked about everything and shared so much about their life. We should listen more.
St. Anton, Austria
I purposely left Thursday blank. I wanted to see what my grandparents and brother wanted to do before we head to my resort on Friday night. Andy is a huge skier and has skied everywhere. Apparently when he was in 8th grade he saw a special in a magazine about St. Anton, Austria, one of the top ski resorts in the world. Well lucky for him it was about two hours away. Today my brother and I spent some good quality time skiing one of the world’s most amazing mountains in beautiful spring weather.
My first ski trip outside of the east coast should most definitely NOT have been St. Anton. I have skied forever, but was in no way prepared for the beauty and difficulty of today. (Nor did Andy and I have the proper equipment – total Gaper look, na ja). I am no where good enough to enjoy or appreciate the opportunity I had today, but it was still amazing. I only crashed twice (and well the one time I wasn’t actually moving…), I got sunburned, and I saw the most insane views slash got to partake in the creation.
I feel like my life is a fairy tale? From St. Anton we headed back to Germany and are currently settled in wine country in a small village off the Bodensee (Germany’s largest lake).