If you looked at the title of this post and thought, "Huh? Ljub- what?"...you're not alone. Ljubljana (pronounced lyoo-BLYAH-nah) isn't somewhere that was ever on our list of places to visit, or to be really honest, somewhere we even knew existed prior to a few months ago.
While we were in Salzburg, something that we absolutely "had to do" was a Sound of Music tour of some sort. Now, I have to say, this was also something I really tried to get out of. We read blogs about "Self-Guided Sound of Music Tours," both those by foot and by car, and we poured over reviews about guided tours offered as well. I was skeptical - despite the fact that I was given the Sound of Music one year for Christmas (by Danny, I might add), I'm really not its biggest fan.
I decided where we would visit on our trip over Christmas and New Year's based on lists of cities with the best Christmas markets, the dates of said markets, and the proximity of those cities to one another. Since we'd already decided to start in Munich (reasonable airfares from Madrid, lots to see and do, etc), Salzburg seemed like an easy next choice, especially since Danny had been dying to get there so we could do the Sound of Music tour.
I'm not sure if I've mentioned this habit that Danny and I have developed over the past year or so here, but if you've eaten out with us recently, you've probably noticed that we...consult...one another more than most couples might when out to eat. There's a reason for that. 9.5 times out of 10, Danny and I decide which two dishes on the menu we are the most interested in, and then order those two, with the full intention that each of us is going to get half of both. After sharing in this manner for a while now, and realizing that we may never go back to eating out "the old way," we made a list of the reasons we just can't stop, plus our ground rules that make the method work.
I'd been eager to visit Switzerland for a while, and when we found decently priced tickets over a school break at the beginning of December, I didn't care that it would be cold and potentially snowy - we could always return when the grass was greener and the days were longer. We flew in and out of Geneva and immediately took the train to Lausanne, where we spent our first day and night learning about the Olympics and eating cheese (see more here!). The train from Lausanne to Montreux is only about thirty minutes, so after dropping our things at our Airbnb and sitting outside to let Danny catch up on a few work things, we set off for the Christmas markets as it was about lunchtime.
We had a four day weekend in October, and thanks to some cheap tickets, we flew to Timișoara, Romania (see our time in the city here!), but opted to rent a car and spend the majority of the weekend in Budapest.
Santorini is what Greek dreams are made of. Endless blue skies, whitewashed houses overlooking the waveless sea, and stellar sunsets seemingly every night, showcasing the sky, the sea, and the houses perched between the two. It's by far the most popular of all the Greek islands with foreign tourists, and for good reason - who can resist what many call the most romantic sunset in the world?