Playing about Paris

Playing about Paris

What better way to begin your first eurotrip than with a trip to Paris?

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and no no, I’m no spring chicken when it comes to the euro game, but my Californian cousin S sure is. She planned to finally get out of the country with a three week trip to stay with me, and naturally we had to plan to do some traveling elsewhere.

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As  I have ( or havent) previously mentioned, I used to live in Paris. So for me, it was more of a revisiting my youth.

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but onward to the trip. It started out great, we even made a friend on the plane

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When we arrived in Paris it was sunny and divine. We met up with my friend N from London

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Pose pit stop

and headed straight to the Parisian Paradise that is LadurĂŠe

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my happy place

We had a marvelous afternoon tea and were in Macaron heaven

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take away treasures

We unfortunately were only in Paris for two days, so the rest of the time we ran around doing all the splendid touristy things and sight seeing.

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We ran around all the major monuments,

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Notre Dames

strolled by the Sein

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a little pop by the Moulin Rouge

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and ate in far too many cafes

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So many decisions, so little time

I must admit, I really do love the culture in that city. It can be very difficult at times(a reason I didnt stay) but as a visitor its nice to see how everyone moves so casually and in their own way. They seem to do what they want, when they want and dont care otherwise. The cafe life is much different as well.

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late nights in Montmartre

Going out is about spending time with people, not a focus on the eating itself. You enjoy your company, the view, the time. Theres no pressure or rush to do anything else but enjoy yourself.

Although our trip was brief, it was grand. And the perfect european introduction for S.

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Paris 101: Bread is life

As for me, I will be back very soon… as my macaron stash is getting low

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Laduree all day

 

 

Playing around PĂźrschling

Playing around PĂźrschling

The snow season is upon us, and what better way to enjoy the outdoors than…

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Sledding!!

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I had to accept a kid sled because the adult one was too big for me ):

..and hiking!

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Luckily here in Bavaria they really know how to enjoy the wintery months, and have ways for everyone to do it. If your like me and have never skiied before and dont quite have the time, sledding or rodeln is the best way to enjoy sliding around in the snow without getting too messy.

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This past weekend we headed over to Unterammergau where the PĂźrschling trail is

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A great year round hike, that just so happens to be a great ski spot in the winter with a superb sledding path. ( you hike up and sled all the way down, how fun is that?!)

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We didnt have our own sleds,but luckily when we stopped for a prep coffee

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in the worlds cutest gasthaus,

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they were renting them out and our day was made.

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So with  a little extra pep in our step and stomped up that mountain

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and let me tell youu, it was an absolutely gorgeous hike.

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Fozen rivers lining the trail, fellow sledders speeding down the hill, giggling the whole way

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the sun was warm on our cheeks as the cold our nipped  our noses

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Now I must admit, we didnt quite make it to the top- after 3,5 km uphill in the shin deep snow the fun had turned to some serious work and we were ready for play

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Der alte Rodeln bär

so WOOOSHHH we headed down down down the slippery mountain face.

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ice ice baby

Ending up at the bottom soaking wet ( next time definitly bring snow pants) hands frozen but overal bursting with bliss. We then decided to quickly get warmed up with some scrumptious  steamy soup and a well  deserved alcohol free weißbier

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Pro tip: Always end with soup

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Am ende wird alles gut

Am ende wird alles gut

Originally I had in mind to write a proper running post about the fantastic feeling New Years Eve running event, but in the end I think it was more so the feeling and what it stood for. Instead of another race day it was a day for reflection and the delightfulness that came along.

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It was so lovely. We ran the event in Olympia Park in Munich, it looked absolutely spectacular. A perfect sporty winter wonderland.

 

 

The night had frozen over and dusted the landscape with white. Everything ever so lightly twinkled, and glittered in the bright sunlight.

 

My friend Cora came along, she is absolutely darling. Not much of a sporty person. A hiker yes, but when it comes to other events, she tends to avoid. However unfamiliar with the activities she is, I really admire her ability to just shrug and say why not. I’ve previously invited her to events-we did a spontanious charity 10km in fall- and this time she agreed in the same nonchalant manner.

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I had aqcuired some nasty shin splints the last week from training so Cora and I managed to only do the 5km event.

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It was a short and sweet run. The air stung a bit and our hands turned bright pink. We paced ourselves and jogged it out at an average race pace. We were the middle women, just there to get our bright and cheery morning workout.

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FInishers mug. *points for creativity

This start of the day was lovely and set my mind off on a good reflection of the year. I have come to think until then about how difficult the year was. It seemed to be one of those times when everything is against you and nothing goes right. When constantly you feel you cannot get a moment to breathe because you must always struggle to keep your head above water and moving forward.

However, it was not entirely this. The bad seems to outweight the good and cloud our vision. We tend to dwell on mistakes, but now I see these were really valuable times. The challenges taught us to fight through, the hurt taught us how strong we really are inside.I am glad I made some mistakes and I am glad I had go through the trouble I did, because now I am stronger and more prepared for better things. Although it seems I have started at the begining again, I think this is ok and I have accepted it. I believe now as long as you know what you want and stay focused then perhaps things really will always work out in the end.

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