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Fountains of Wangen im Allgäu


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Perhaps the most unique attribute of Wangen is its fountains. There are several well preserved hold-outs from centuries past, but the stars of the show… CONTINUE READING >>


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Perhaps the most unique attribute of Wangen is its fountains. There are several well preserved hold-outs from centuries past, but the stars of the show… CONTINUE READING >>

Just Wangen It (in Germany)

The whimsical fountains alone are reason to come to this charming Bavarian Village. But the reasons to stay are many.

Sometimes dumb luck is our best tour guide. That is certainly how we stumbled upon… CONTINUE READING >>

The whimsical fountains alone are reason to come to this charming Bavarian Village. But the reasons to stay are many.

Sometimes dumb luck is our best tour guide. That is certainly how we stumbled upon… CONTINUE READING >>

Attack of the 1000 Dollar Mammogram

Ten people. TEN.

This is how many people I dealt with while getting my annual mammogram. How did something so personal turn into an assembly line? As if getting my boobs pancaked and my skin yanked so tight that I felt it all the way up to my ears isn’t bad enough. I get to be treated like a cow in a roundup.

Before I go off on a complete diatribe, I want to be fair. I’m ALWAYS a wreck at mammogram time. My mother died of breast cancer. The final ten years of her life were hell as the cancer spread to her lymph nodes, her spine and her brain. I learned to administer shots. I watched as her brain fluid was removed from a shunt in her… CONTINUE READING >>

Ten people. TEN.

This is how many people I dealt with while getting my annual mammogram. How did something so personal turn into an assembly line? As if getting my boobs pancaked and my skin yanked so tight that I felt it all the way up to my ears isn’t bad enough. I get to be treated like a cow in a roundup.

Before I go off on a complete diatribe, I want to be fair. I’m ALWAYS a wreck at mammogram time. My mother died of breast cancer. The final ten years of her life were hell as the cancer spread to her lymph nodes, her spine and her brain. I learned to administer shots. I watched as her brain fluid was removed from a shunt in her… CONTINUE READING >>

Our Quaint Bohemian Village

Klatovy, Czech Republic, a quaint Bohemian village, was just what we were looking for after the hustle and bustle of Prague. We found a rare Baroque Pharmacy (with leeches!), ate fried pork neck, saw a weirdly adult looking “baby Jesus” and were introduced to Sgraffiti, an amazing way of decorating buildings… CONTINUE READING >>

Klatovy, Czech Republic, a quaint Bohemian village, was just what we were looking for after the hustle and bustle of Prague. We found a rare Baroque Pharmacy (with leeches!), ate fried pork neck, saw a weirdly adult looking “baby Jesus” and were introduced to Sgraffiti, an amazing way of decorating buildings… CONTINUE READING >>

Czeching Our Tires! Driving in the Czech Republic – A GypsyNester Guide

Driving in a foreign land can be challenging, but we have found that it affords us with opportunities to discover out-of- the-way gems we would never see from trains, planes or tour buses. It is only by car that we can truly stumble upon things GypsyNester-style.

The superhighways in Europe… CONTINUE READING >>

Driving in a foreign land can be challenging, but we have found that it affords us with opportunities to discover out-of- the-way gems we would never see from trains, planes or tour buses. It is only by car that we can truly stumble upon things GypsyNester-style.

The superhighways in Europe… CONTINUE READING >>