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Cambodia… 2 years later, kilts and castles!

Our next quick stop is to the land known for kilts, haggis and castles. Before we dive into bagpipes and scotch eggs, let me share another reason I wanted to explore Scotland.

Back in Cambodia, I was volunteering at the Flicks movie theatre working the popcorn machine with the other travelers passing through. Just before departing, the girl that would be taking my bed arrived early and I’m so glad she did! Mel had just come from Vietnam which is exactly where I was heading so we exchanged pointers, shared a few meals and even made time for a haircut. For that adventure check out the post Ticket for one please and a Cambodian beer

Two years later I’m landing in her current dwelling place of Edinburgh! Here we are back in Cambodia and now in Scotland! 

She not only welcomed us into her home, but handed over the key and let us crowd her room with our backpacks.  Thanks hun! 

 As Mel went off to work, Hayden and I decided to roam the streets of this enchanting place. Here’s what my eyes spotted out while wandering the capital city of Edinburgh. 

Side note, there are 3 handstands in this post!

     
     
     This little cafe had a different persons name on the board each morning. No, we didn’t walk by every day with high hopes one of our names would be printed out front. Maybe. 

 When I thought this ice-cream truck couldn’t get any more adorable, an elderly couple rolled up and I got to watch the man treat the woman to a cone and a kiss. 
  I loved this slope of greenery that seemed to be the perfect invite for students to study, couples to picnic and kids to play. On this day, it invited me for a handstand!  

  

  

It was a challenge to put the camera down since every building resembles a castle or some sort of ancient gothic statue. Even harder was narrowing down the hundreds of photos to the ones on this post! 
     
  

     
   
    

  
The heart of Midlothian sits beautifully in the strets of the Royal mile. Executions used to take place here in an old prison and the heart marks where the doorway used to be. Back in the 15th century, locals spit on it as a sign of disgust for the former prison. Now, it’s been told that spitting on it brings good luck… go figure.
 
This little man was by far my favorite of the day. A magician in training with the quick wit of an experienced comedian.  He was dropping jokes while flipping cards and managed to keep us (me) entertained!
   

  
I’ve gotten the privilege to see several places of this magnitude but there’s something special that I felt here. Considering the size and tourist appeal, it still maintains a traditional energy that makes it feel quaint and delicate. Next up will be a mini treat of food, drinks and a night shot of this stunning city!

Quirky questions for the day-

Gentlemen: For one year, would you rather have to wear a kilt everyday or have your mom pick your clothes?

Ladies: An old fashioned princess gown or dressed by your previous (ex) companion?

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Students in Darmstadt!

The very first Oktoberfest I attended, my friend Krista and I randomly ran into (they let us sit at their table) a group of friendly German guys. They welcomed us with beer, smiles and a bit of teasing that we wanted mustard with our pretzels. With good ol’ Facebook, keeping in touch was easy and after all this time, now I’m visiting their city of Darmstadt!

Here we are years ago (My host Markus is on the right).

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And here we are now!

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Markus is a genuinely kind guy with a happy heart and a smile that I’ve watched light up every gathering we’ve attended. He’s a natural at making you feel comfortable which makes him fantastic at being a part of the “Welcoming crew” that show the college freshman around town.

Before I show you what a day looks like as a chemistry college student, let’s bring it back to the elementary days. This is a castle field trip that usually provides a day of excitement for young school kids around the area. This week, I got a private tour!

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The walk to get us to the top.

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Of course we stop for some fun!

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This tree is over 300 years old and is clear at the top with roots extending all throughout the castle.

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The tree for a high view point (including the handstand shot!)

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Other incredible sights from up top including some pics with effects added.

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The walk back down with a few more cool photos…

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Now through the adorable neighborhoods of the small town he grew up in called Bensheim.

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Clearly posted…

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A peaceful walk through the woods to arrive at the Felsenmeer (sea of rocks)!

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On the way back we stopped at this little cabin that was offering homemade pies, cakes, drinks and treats. The man inside looked as if he had built the place and had been running it ever since. I couldn’t tell, but Markus mentioned his “Red neck German accent”. I can only imagine!

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Back to the city of Darmstadt to be a freshman for 24 hours. I got to tour the campus, the classrooms, the public transportation and the student beer gardens… Yes, the beer gardens! The drinking age is 16 for beer or wine and 18 for all other liquors. So this means a kid can have a beer while studying on school grounds before he can even drive a car. (They get their drivers license at 18).

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I also got a kick out of the idea that one of the “activities” to introduce the new students was a pub crawl… Why not? The drink below is translated in english as “lamp drink”. It’s a stein of apple wine with a champagne glass of cherry liqueur inside. With each sip, you get a taste of both.

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Haircuts all around…

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…and a few jump shots to finish up my days here in the sweet college town of Darmstadt!

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Markus and friends… Thank you for all great conversation and the mini German lessons! It’s been a blast! Tchuss!

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Salzburg, Austria – done in 24 hours

I’m not sure if it was the excitement of arriving to a new place or the unmarked streets, but this place was a bit tricky to maneuver around. I don’t think we came to an intersection that had any 90 degree angles, but that just added to the character of this city. Stores built into sides of mountains, caves sitting outside of castles and uneven stone work has an enchanting look to it.

Most of the following pictures were taken from the car as we entered the city and swerved in and out of traffic, pedestrians, one way streets and bike paths.

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This photo was taken during an uproar of laughter as we had circled the same path over and over looking for a way out. We finally came to a stop light that would lead us in the correct direction and as we approached our ever so desired right turn, we saw this. All of those signs are shouting, “you will not turn here!”, Hilarious!

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After completing the maze of Salzburg, we spotted out a long strip of walkable streets and thought we’d give it a try.
The ambiance through here gave us both the feeling of “the holidays”. All of a sudden I had the craving for a hot beverage, a blanket and the sound of family and friends talking of old times by the fire.
The neatest part of the is quaint city is all of the hidden passage ways. If you blinked you may miss a minature doorway, or tiny alley leading to another road with more hidden paths. We decided to take a chance and see where it led…an open market, score!

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To the 100% success rate of finding an Irish pub in every country… Austria, check!

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Inside this pub looked like a scene from a movie. Small little arches decorated with stone and wooden columns, tiny chairs surrounding rock blocks and tall tables coming out of the ancient walls.

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We stopped in to rest the feet and on our way out, Marshall says a simple hello to a girl sitting by herself. The smile that illuminated from this kind woman was felt instantly and then it began…

Meet Niki, she’s from Budapest, which happens to be one of our destinations on this road trip! What a great opportunity to get some suggestions from a local. Here are some snap shots from our evening that started with a hello and ended dancing till the sun was peaking over the castle on the hill.

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Jay is the name of the gentleman next to me. He’s from Boston and added even more of a great vibe to the evening. I do believe he was the one that pointed out that we were in Austria, listening to American classic rock, watching euro futbol, in an Irish pub with a Hungarian and Belgium being served by a bartender from New Zealand. How much fun is that?!

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By the end of the night sweet Niki had invited us to stay at her place when we get to Budapest and she would show us the local side of Hungary… Priceless!

The morning brings us stretched out in our car-o-accomidation with the idea of a quick hike before we depart for our next stop.

Real quick story: we wanted to climb to the top of this hill that had almost 400 stair steps and a stretch of hills. Remember the tricky roads? Well, trying to find a parking spot near the bottom was not looking possible. Through Marshall’s “Bond” moves, we find an open lot that had no signs. Were we legally allowed to park here… Would they tow our car?

After 30 seconds of debating the consequences, we both smiled and said “Let’s do this!”. Forget the casual hike to the view point, we have a time limit now to prevent the car from being locked up on the back of a monster truck. I truly wish there would have been a film crew following this 8 minute trek that should of been a peaceful hour of panoramic views.

To give you the best idea of this event, I’ll post every attempt to capture a view while sprinting up hill weaving in-between tourist. When viewing these pics, try to imagine the sound of “happy” coming from us, you know, the kind of laughter that force your eyes to water while searching for your next breath.

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A sprint back down the hill and off we go. Next stop… Vienna!

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48 hours in Switzerland

Don’t you love it when the universe hands you a unexpected surprise that takes your journey down a beautiful path that you yourself couldn’t have planned any better? Me too.

So, I’m in Spain when I get a random email from Varee. This pure hearted, open minded friend started out as a hair client of mine back in California and for years she sat in the salon chair as I cut and fluffed her hair. I looked forward to her honest words of wisdom and always welcomed her encouragement of my life choices. We shared the love of traveling which led us often joking about someday meeting up over seas.

If you have been following the blog, you’ll know a large part of my journey has been either reuniting with fellow backpackers or staying with friends that I’ve met abroad. Varee had a new one for me as she was making a whirlwind trip to Switzerland and invited me to join her! Our dates, flights and schedules happen to link up close to what some may say was “perfect”.

Before I knew it, I was on a flight and Switzerland bound to see my dear friend in a brand new destination.

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We were lucky to be hosted by a delightful Swiss couple that did a fantastic job of showing us a well rounded 2 days in this gorgeous country.

Upon arrival, their kind smiles and open arms was more than a welcome needed to know right away that we would be in good hands. Our first morning Edgar and Helen started us with a breakfast spread of fresh bread, jam, cheese, meats, as well as cereal, coffee, tea and juice. I’m not sure what I enjoyed more, the food, the conversation or the wide view from the table!

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During the first 24 hours we were shown around their local city of Zug that surrounds the massive lake shown above. It’s comparable but slightly smaller than Folsom Lake and can be see from the top of the mountain. To reach the peak point, there is an inviting scenic climb on a famous gondola ride pulling you up 1039 meters (3,408 ft).

Here are some photos from our walk to the base of the mountain and our journey to the peak!

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Edgar stopped to join the smiles of these adorable students who, to my best guess, were on a field trip. (I think he’s the biggest kid there!)

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Up up we go!

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Once you reach the top there are trails to trek, cafes to rest at and views that force a picture around every turn!

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I visualized myself and two best friends with linked arms looking like this in years to come. Still walking, laughing and enjoying this beautiful planet together!

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I love this simple shot (with a neat camera effect) of an old Swiss house.

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We stopped for a tea and treat at one of the cafes. This is a flaky crust that hugs around a center of some sort of sweetened nut mixture bound together with sugar and spices. Yum!

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Waiting for the tram to head back down into town. I love her smiling eyes with the slight eyebrow lift as she was saying “I know what you’re doing Miss. Erika”.

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Helen and Edgar surprised us with a private entrance through this sneaky door that led to the top of an old watch tower. This is the height of the town where the firemen would keep a look out for fires nearby. So cool!

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Once you got inside it was a climb of several stairs that directed you to the lookout. Along the way I got to get inside the old jail cell where prisoners were held hundreds of years ago. I couldn’t even stand up straight inside… Imagine that for part of the punishment.

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I’m not quite sure what this sign means. Is it saying, “Please enjoy a smoke while you’re in here!” or “Cigars, pipes and cigarettes only please”?

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The panoramic point was a small room with a table and several windows. I can only imagine the stories that these walls could tell.

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..and my favorite shot from up here (with another slight camera effect).

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This day wraps up with a chilly walk to a classy restaurant where I gladly put my backpacking meals to the side and allowed myself to thoroughly enjoy the quality dishes that were served.
Here are some photos that don’t do the flavors any justice of the fabulous dining!

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Day two brought a stroll through Lucerne, a nearby small city known as the gateway to central Switzerland. Excluding the rain and my brilliant thought to wear sandals, it was an eye full of fabulous sights!

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100% Success so far… A pub in Switzerland!

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This is the inside of one of the many churches that create a distinct beauty that seems to be everywhere. I was so excited about this shot with my camera, I forgot to snag a picture of the outside, oops!

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Here is the same church and a couple of other pics.

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Before departing, we made a final stop where I got to see Edgar’s original weapons used back when he was a part of the Swiss army! The first picture is me being a goof. I mainly love this picture because of the genuine smile on Varee’s face.

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Thank you Helen and Edgar for the memorable days in the beautiful country you call home. I feel honored that I was lucky enough to have been a part of your life for the 2 short but thrilling days!

Varee, to say you’re “easy to travel with” or “a joy to be around” just doesn’t seem to capture the way I feel. You’ve enhanced my journey in an unexpected way and I thank you. Where to next?

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