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Dispatch One: River Cruising Cities of Light, A Live-Blog

We’re excited to bring you along LIVE as we explore the cities of light along the Rhine, Moselle and Main Rivers!

We’ll be cruisin’ through France, Luxembourg, Germany, and the Czech Republic starting in Paris and steaming toward Prague.

Join us for every step of the way – live!.. CONTINUE READING >>

Written aboard the Longship Odin on her river voyage with stops in Paris, Luxembourg, Trier, Cochem, Heidelberg, Wurzburg, Rothenburg, Nuremberg and Prague. Thanks to Viking River Cruises for inviting us along and providing this adventure! As always, all opinions are our own.

We’re excited to bring you along LIVE as we explore the cities of light along the Rhine, Moselle and Main Rivers!

We’ll be cruisin’ through France, Luxembourg, Germany, and the Czech Republic with stays in two of Europe’s most glorious cities, Paris and Prague.

Map of Viking River Cruises' Cities of Light Cruise down the Rhine River

Day One: Paris!

Afternoon: We make a beeline for the Eiffel Tower

Straight up from under the Eiffel Tower! GypsyNester.com

When Gustave Eiffel designed and built his tower in 1889 as an entrance to the 1889 World’s Fair he probably had no idea that it would become the enduring symbol of the city of Paris.

Seems like the perfect first stop for our visit to the City of Light.

The Eiffel Tower in Paris

Once the tallest man-made structure on earth, the Eiffel Tower stands over a thousand feet high, but we were content to climb to the second observation level, just over a third of the way up. Even through the fog the panoramic view of the city was spectacular.

The view of Paris from the Eiffel Tower!

See more photos of our antics at the Eiffel Tower!

Evening: Notre Dame c’est magnifique!

Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris, France

While the Notre-Dame Cathedral might be best known to us Americans for its bells — and a certain odd little man who rang them — the gargoyles, rose window, and flying buttresses are what are most catching our attention.

Built over the course of nearly two hundred years, beginning in 1163, Notre-Dame de Paris was among the first buildings in the world to incorporate the flying buttress as reinforcements for the walls. Although they were not part of the original design, its size required the additional support.

Gargoyles and statues on Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris

Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris - at night!

In the several hours we spend observing the church from every possible angle, and then while we hang around in the nearby Latin Quarter, we hear the bells toll several times.

No idea who has the honor of ringing them though.

Check out more about Notre Dame Cathedral


Night: Triumphantly conquering the Arc!


10 Second video: Click the pic – and the crazy traffic comes
to life!

Next to the Eiffel Tower, the Arc de Triomphe may be the most recognizable monument in Paris.

The insane traffic clogging the roundabout that encircles the arch makes it look as though it might be impossible to get to.
Next to the Eiffel Tower, the Arc de Triomphe may be the most recognizable monument in Paris

Luckily there is a tunnel underneath the street that makes passage possible without risking our lives.

Built in 1806 to commemorate the victory at Austerlitz by Emperor Napoleon, the massive arch has gained significance as a memorial for all of the wars since and houses the tomb of the Unknown Soldier.

The tomb of the unknown soldier in Paris

The Eiffel Tower from the top of the the Arc de Triomphe in Paris

We exit the tunnel just in time to see the changing of the guard at the tomb.

Impressive as the perspective is from the ground, we are most excited to climb to the top for the ultimate view of the city.

A few hundred steps later and a full 360 degree panorama of Paris is spread out before us just as darkness is falling.

The vantage point is unbeatable, not only for photographing Gustave Eiffel’s handiwork, but observing the continuous chaos on the roads below.

The flow of vehicles begins to look as if it is a living organism coursing through the arteries of the city.

Take a peek inside the Arc de Triomphe

See our antics at the Eiffel Tower and learn a few things about her that you didn’t know!Fun poses with the Eiffel Tower! GypsyNester.com

For a final treat before we descend, the moon peeks out of the clouds just as the twinkling lights come to life on the Tour Eiffel.

Magnifique!

<–10 Second video: Click the pic – and be dazzled!

We haven’t taken our jet-lag into account yet — due to excitement — but we’d better head to our hotel before we collapse!

See all of our adventures in Paris!

Day Two: Creepy Catacombs and the Amazing Art and Architecture of Paris

Morning: Mon Dieu! Down deep into Paris

The world's largest grave - the underground catacombs in Paris, France

As far as we can tell, Halloween isn’t celebrated much in Paris, so we found a way to scare ourselves silly and dig our way deep into Paris.

There is a surprisingly long line to enter the Catacombes de Paris, but the underground adventure turns out to be more than worth the wait.

These tunnels and excavations were originally dug as a limestone quarry to supply building material for the world above. Years later, when several of the city’s cemeteries ran out of room for any more burials, the remains of some six million people were moved into the Catacombs.

The entrance to the catacombs in Paris: Stop! This is the Empire of Death

Over time this became known as The World’s Largest Grave and began to attract curious visitors, including King Charles X, and was quite an attraction at the 1900 World’s Fair Exposition.

We proceed past the warning, Stop! This is the Empire of Death, and enter to see for ourselves.

What we find is beyond extraordinary, it’s downright bizarre, and the Halloween timing of our visit makes us just a little jumpy.

Bones are stacked in a decorative manner at the underground catacombs in Paris, France

Bones are stacked in a decorative manner at the underground catacombs in Paris, France

Bones are stacked in a decorative manner at the underground catacombs in Paris, France

Head deep inside the Catacombes de Paris for more

Afternoon: Just LOOK at these buildings!

As part of our Viking cruise we set out on a bus tour of Paris for a peek at some of the city’s preeminent landmarks. A quick spin through the roundabout encircling the Arc de Triomphe gives us a great view of the monument, plus a taste for the crazy traffic that fights its way between the twelve streets that connect here.

Madeleine Church in Paris

Nearby, La Madeleine looks much more like a Roman temple than a church. In fact, The Madeleine Church was built as a temple to the glory of Napoleon’s army in 1806.

Years later, King Louis XVIII decided that the building should be used as a church, and dedicated it to Mary Magdalene.

The Paris Opera House

Golden statue atop the Paris Opera House

Next we pass the Palais Garnier, generally known as the Opéra de Paris, or Paris Opera House.

We know it as the home to the Phantom of the Opera, but that is only a small part of why this may be the most famous opera house in the world.

The amazing architecture could be more responsible for that stature.

<– This statue is atop the building (see left corner of the pic above)!

The Lourve in Paris, France

We do a drive-by through the courtyard of the Louvre, where it is easy to see how it was originally built as the Louvre Palace over eight hundred years ago.

When Louis XIV chose to move to the Palace of Versailles in 1682, the Louvre became a place to display the royal collection, including an impressive array of ancient Greek and Roman sculpture.

If not for the fact that we are coming back later, we would jump out and run inside.

Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris

Speaking of inside, we do get to go in the Notre Dame Cathedral, and it is every bit as amazing as we expected.

Our guide offers an amusing warning about pickpockets, saying that it is the perfect spot for these thieves because of the darkness and the availability of immediate confessions in twelve different languages.

The sunlight streaming through the stained glass rose windows lit the otherwise darkened sanctuary in muted colors and makes us feel perfectly safe.

No nefarious characters in sight, hunchbacked or otherwise.

Rose window in Notre Dame Catherdal in Paris

A quick stop for some macaroons gives us the energy to walk along the Seine back to the Louvre and a visit with a couple of grand ladies, Mona Lisa and Venus de Milo.

The former prison on the Seine in Paris, FranceMacaroons by the Seine - glorious!

Evening: Loving the Louvre!

View from a window of the Louvre in Paris, France

It would be impossible to see the collection at the Louvre in one afternoon, so our plan is to hit the highlights.

The former royal palace is home to an array of works that even uninformed art aficionados such as ourselves recognize immediately.

We are surprised to discover that a spot right near the entrance marked “New Acquisition” has been made ready for Veronica’s napkin masterpiece cover art sketch of Going Gypsy.

The cover sketch of Going Gypsy hanging at the Louvre in Paris

Unfortunately, we only have an iPad (new media?) copy with us. The original is being held for safe keeping at Skyhorse Publishing, just in case it becomes really valuable, or pigs start flying, whichever comes first.

From that coveted position we make our way to the sculptures of ancient Greece, many of which strike us as downright bizarre. A few of our favorites are…

Boy wrestling goose at the Louvre in ParisBoy Delivering Severe Beat-down to Goose…

Weird art at the Louvre in Paris
Man Pulling Guts Out of Animal… Ancient Greek Dude Taking a Selfie…

Cupid riding a centaur in the Louvre in Paris, France
Cupid Riding a Centaur…

…and Supine Woman With Shocking Surprise on the Front Side (turns out she’s just one of the boys!).
Weird art at the Louvre in Paris

What Venus de Milo sees at the Louvre in Paris

Guess what, these are not the actual names. Truth is, these are all remarkable, masterfully sculpted works of art.

Heretofore we shall endeavor to display a modicum of proper decorum. The sight of Venus de Milo snaps us back to a state of appropriate awe.

<– Here’s what Venus de Milo sees

Named for the Greek Isle Milos, where it was discovered in 1820, she is Aphrodite, goddess of love and was sculpted over one hundred years before the time of Christ. She is considered a classic example of ancient Greek sculpture and, despite her loss of limbs, looks mighty good for her age.

What Mona Lisa sees at the Louvre in Paris, France

Leaving the marble masterpieces behind, we head to the gallery of Italian artists.

Here we shall find Leonardo da Vinci’s most famous work, Mona Lisa.

Perhaps her appearance in the background of countless tourist selfies is what is keeping her smiling these days.

Selfies in front of the Mona Lisa in Paris

Want to see our full collection of odd art at the Louvre?

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Day Three: Four Countries in One Day

Morning: Bidding Adeau to France

The French Countryside

Today begins with a ride across the rolling hills and fields of France, the first of four countries we will set foot in today on our way to our Viking ship Odin.

With the Champagne region, famous for obvious reasons, rolling by our window autumn is on display much more than back in the big city.

Champagne<

Nearing the end of our time in France we pass through the region of Lorraine, which is known for the egg dish that our program director Radim called a salty pie… quiche.

Afternoon: Luxurious Luxembourg

Luxembourg

We stop in the Grand Duchy of Luxembourg, the world’s last remaining grand duchy, meaning that it is headed by a grand duke.

Taking a wild guess, we say that its survival has a lot to do with the fortifications we pass entering Luxembourg City.

Inside the walls of Luxembourg

Inside the walls we get a glimpse of what life looked like centuries ago.

Space was at a premium within the ramparts, so the streets were narrow and homes crowded together.

An arch displays crossed arrows above the doorway, a superstition utilized for plague avoiding. The idea was that since the sores from the dreaded disease looked like arrow wounds, perhaps this symbol might keep it away.

Luxembourg

Standing on what is called the most beautiful balcony in Europe, it is easy to see why this was once called the Gibraltar of the North. The city was built with nearly perfect natural protection on three sides.

Luxembourg

A church in Luxembourgh

Slightly smaller than Rhode Island, Luxembourg is one of the smallest countries in Europe and is surrounded by France, Belgium, and Germany.

This has made for an interesting mixture of languages, with official business being conducted in three, Luxembourgish, French, and German.

As far as day-to-day life on the streets goes, we hear dozens of languages, often several used within the same conversation.

See more about fantastic Luxembourg!

Evening: An All Saints Day visit to our fallen

The Luxembourg American Cemetery and Memorial

Just outside the city we visit the the solemn ground of the Luxembourg American Cemetery and Memorial, which is technically American soil, therefore entering our third country of the day.

Luxembourg presented the land to the United States in perpetuity in appreciation for being freed from Nazi occupation.

The Luxembourg American Cemetery and Memorial

The Luxembourg American Cemetery and Memorial

Many of the soldiers who lost their lives at the nearby Battle of the Bulge, which was instrumental in ending World War II, are buried here.

General George S. Patton, who survived the battle but perished in an automobile accident a few months later, is also laid to rest here.

See more about our visit to the Luxembourg American Cemetery

Hello Odin!

Viking River Cruises Odin in Trier, Germany

Crossing one more border, making for our fourth nation in one day, we finish the day in Germany’s oldest city, Trier.

Our home for the next week, the Viking Longship Odin, waits docked on the Moselle River.

Our view of Trier, Germany from our balcony of Viking's Longship Odin
The view from our balcony!

WATCH: Our hotel manager, Thomas, shows us around our stateroom!

Day Four: Ancient Germany, Wine Country, and Sausage Walking

Morning: The oldest town in Germany

The market square in Trier, Germany

We awake from our first night aboard the Odin ready for a tour of Trier, known as the oldest city in Germany.

Established by the Romans over 2000 years ago as Augusta Treverorum, the city is certifiably ancient, however it has only been a part of Germany for the last two hundred of those years. For more than a thousand years in between it was ruled by the Franks.

As the largest Roman city north of the Alps, Trier was extremely important, and much of the Roman history is well preserved. On our way to the main square, we pass the Roman Bridge over the Moselle River, two cranes along the banks, parts of the original city walls, an amphitheater, and a large section of ruins from the Roman baths. All, we are told, are the oldest in Germany.

The Palace Basilica that Emperor Constantine built in the year 310 in Trier, Germany

The modern city is still centered around the Palace Basilica that Emperor Constantine built in the year 310, making it another oldest in Germany.

It is an amazing piece of preserved Roman architecture, with the brick work still in remarkable condition. As with so many Roman structures, it became a church, and also served as the residence for the bishop…

Bishops Residence in Trier, Germany

until a more proper palace connected to the front was constructed in the seventeenth century.

The Liebfrauenkirche (Church of Our Lady) holds the title of the oldest Gothic church in Germany, while next to it, the even older High Cathedral of Saint Peter is the oldest church of any kind in the country. Trier Germany

The Liebfrauenkirche (Church of Our Lady) holds the title of the oldest Gothic church in Germany, while next to it, the even older High Cathedral of Saint Peter is the oldest church of any kind in the country.

The cathedral was constructed using the bricks and stones from the even older Roman ruins beneath it.

Trier, Germany's most famous landmark is the Porta Nigra, or black gate

Perhaps Trier’s most famous landmark is the Porta Nigra, or black gate, the only remaining of the four original passages through the defensive city walls that the Romans built around 200 AD.

About a thousand years ago it too was transformed into a church, then in 1804 Napoleon ordered it restored to its original Roman form. Oh, and there is no older Roman gate in Germany.

Karl Marx's house in Trier, Germany

The “oldest in Germany” moniker became a bit of a running gag with our guide, Jens, as most anything notable was identified as the oldest in Germany.

So to recap, we saw the oldest bridge, crane, walls, baths, amphitheater, palace, churches, and Karl Marx house in Germany. Wait, what?

Oh yeah, Karl Marx was from Trier, and his house is right by the Porta Nigra. It is now a Euro Shop, or what we know as a dollar store.

Somehow we just don’t see the author of The Communist Manifesto shouting out, “price check on aisle 3,” before bursting into laughter because everything costs one Euro.

Afternoon: Cruising through the most beautiful wine country

Riesling wine country in Germany

As we make our way down the Moselle we are cruising through one of Germany’s best known, and certainly most beautiful, wine regions.

Oh yeah, and the oldest too, because it was the Romans who first planted grapes here.
Riesling wine country in Germany

Riesling wine country in Germany

These picturesque hillsides produce wonderful Rieslings thanks to the sun on the south facing slopes, and perfect climate.

By now most of the vineyards have been harvested, but we do spot a group gathering grapes up one steep hillside.

Riesling wine country in Germany

Evening: Upping the Riesling ante

Landshut Castle in Bernkastel, Germany

The charming medieval village of Bernkastel is our next stop.

We dock directly under Landshut Castle and disembark for an evening exploration. Our first mission, join the Executive Chef from our ship, Andreas Glashke, for a sampling of sausages from a riverside stand.

David enjoys a sausage walk ing Bernkastel, Germany

This “sausage walk” was a last minute surprise that we discover is added to the itinerary from time to time.

Generally, according to unnamed crew sources, whenever Chef Andreas gets a hankering for some sausage.

After a few bites of brats and currywürst we, and most of the rest of the passengers, were sure glad he did.

The crazy leaning buildings of Bernkastle, Germany

The distinctive buildings of the town, known as half-timber houses, look decidedly top heavy as they jut out and expand from the second floor up.

Many look to be leaning to and fro in a most precarious way.

The story we hear is that the design was developed to avoid taxes.

It seems that buildings were taxed based on the size of their ground floor, so the extended upstairs were basically tax free.

Sampling Riesling in Bernkastle, Germany
Veronica has hers laced with Weinbergspfirsichlikor,
a regional peach liquor

The area is all about the wines, but when we stop in a little gasthaus we discover that chanterelle mushrooms are nearly as big a deal in these parts.

So by all means, we must try the two together.

We order two reislings, one trocken (dry) and the other halbtrocken (half-dry), to go with two bowls of wild mushroom soup.

Cruise towel animal - elephant on Viking River Cruises!

Back aboard the Odin we find our bed is occupied by an unexpected guest.

Who knew that elephants live in the Moselle valley?

Our cabin steward, Ionut, is happy to hear how much we like his addition to our collection of cruise towel animals and promises even better specimens to come.

We can hardly wait.

Day Five: The View from a Castle and Towel Animals Gone Awry

Morning: Storming the castle

The Reichsburg Castle at Cochem, Germany

Rainy day in Cochem. GypsyNester.com

Our rainy day begins in Cochem, another town deeply connected to wine, and overseen by the imposing Imperial castle Reichsburg on the hill high above.

As we enter through the medieval city gate we see by the flood water markings that the city is also dominated by the Mosel River.

The city gate of Cochem, Germany

Inside the walls we find several wine presses on display, most real, but one odd statue of a goat in a press.

Our guide explains that legend has it that the goat was suspected of eating grapes, so the town judge decided to use the wine press to see if any wine would come out when the poor billy was squeezed.

The legend of the goat fountain in Cochem, Germany

Nope, only blood, and since only white wines are produced in this region the now dead goat was pronounced innocent.

We must confess to some confusion as to why this story is worthy of being immortalized in statue form.

The bell tower of St. Martin's Church in Cochem, Germany

The bell tower of St. Martin’s Church, Martinskirche, overlooks the old town market, where the saint is also remembered with a fountain. But the highlight for us comes when a special performance of Handel is played on the bells of the optometrist’s building.

Yet another odd story, the bells were installed as a sarcastic gesture toward the city hall across the square. Three times a day the bells ring out, basically declaring “I built this in spite of your rules” to the town council.

All of this is only an appetizer for the main course, the Cochem Imperial castle, Reichsburg. Actually, saying Reichsburg castle is redundant, like saying Reichs castle castle, because burg means castle.

By any name it is a fantastic sight looming over the town. It is even more impressive inside. Originally built in 1130, what we see was reconstructed from ruins by a private businessman, Louis Ravené, about one hundred and fifty years ago.

The view from The Reichsburg Castle at Cochem, Germany

Afternoon: Enjoying Odin

Castle and vineyard along Mosel River

We spend the afternoon aboard the Odin, but there is no shortage of activities to keep us entertained. Chef Andreas shows us how to make bread pudding, and there are painting and German classes.

Of course, first and foremost there is the breathtaking scenery of vineyards, quaint towns, and ancient castles flowing past us at all times.

Linje Aquavits

At the Viking Explorer Society cocktail party, where all veteran Viking sailors meet and greet with each other and the crew, our Hotel Manager, Thomas, introduces us to an age-old Norwegian tradition, Linje Aquavits.

Aquavits is a Scandinavian liquor similar to vodka, but aged in oak barrels.

To earn the Linje title the casks must be aboard a ship that crosses the equator (the Linje) at least twice. The rocking of the ship makes for a smooth flavor that just can’t be replicated on land.

Evening: Getting the ol’ blood pumping

Upon returning to our cabin we were given quite a start by opening the door to find someone in our bed – in the dark and watching CNN on our TV. Thinking we must be in the wrong room we sheepishly apologize and quickly shut the door.

Craziest cruise towel animal ever on Viking River Cruises

Is the Aquavits that strong?

No, we aren’t crazy or drunk, this is our room. Looking in again we discover that Ionut has raised the bar of cruise towel animals to a new high, moving into the realm of humans.

We must find a way to up the ante ourselves.

Koblenz, Germany

Just before sundown we arrive at Koblenz, where the Moselle River joins up with the Rhine.

After spending the night docked we will be sailing upstream along what is known as the Middle Rhine, or Romantic Rhine, with an incredible concentration of medieval castles unlike anywhere else in the world.

Day Six: Castles of the Rhine and a Taste of Germany

Morning: Let’s check out what goes on inside a castle

Marksburg Castle in Germany

Today is all about the castles. What better place to begin than the only one on the Rhine that has never been destroyed, Marksburg Castle.

Oops, there we go being redundant again, burg means castle, burg means castle… No matter, from our perch high above the river it is easy to see how no invaders ever managed to ransack this stronghold.

The kitchen in Marksburg Castle, Germany

Inside we get to see eight-hundred years of well-preserved history.

The furnishings have been restored through the efforts of the German Castles Association, who bought the castle in 1900.

Although most of the artifacts are from other places, they provide an excellent look into life in the middle ages.

A bedroom in Marksburg Castle, Germany

The toilet in Marksburg Castle in Germany is in the dining room

We get a lesson in medieval plumbing in the knights room, where the privy sits right behind the dining table.

The idea was that no knight wanted to miss out on what was being said at dinner simply because nature called.

The next room depicts a timeline of various knights’ uniforms, armors, and weaponry on a series of mannequins. The array of spears, battleaxes, maces, clubs, and other implements of mayhem make the shields and armor look wildly insufficient.

Eye-opening displays of torture, no wait, let’s call them criminal punishment devices, harken back to the days when Marksburg served as a prison. Certainly looks as though harsh sentences were the order of the day back then.


Of course, the view from the castle is spectacular – with the Longship Odin on the water!

Afternoon: Soooooo many castles!

Our afternoon consists of cruising through an unbelievably beautiful onslaught of castles along both sides of the Rhine.

We never travel more than a mile or so before seeing the next fortress.

In fact, it is very possible that we are never out of sight of at least one castle.

The castles of the Middle Rhine in Germany

Evening: A taste of Germany (or how David ODs on delicious sausages)

Making Rudesheimer coffee aboard Viking River Cruises

Yummy desserts on Viking Cruises
Yummy, local desserts are served with the finished product!

To keep us warm and alert while castle watching, a special Rudesheimer coffee-making demonstration is set up in the lounge.

Veronica volunteers to burn some sugar, and then some Asbach, a brandy made from local reisling grapes.

With whipped cream on top, the finished product perks everyone up for another round of fortress finding.

Yummy desserts on Viking Cruises

The galley kitchen on Viking River Cruises Longship Oden

Chef Andreas has prepared a spectacular Taste of Germany for dinner this evening.

A remarkable array of sausages, more sausages, meats, cheeses, dumplings, sauerkraut, sweets and sausages is laid out buffet style through the lounge, the dining room, and even in the galley.

light-taste-organ

While we are browsing the culinary options, our new friend and hotel manager, Thomas, regales us with some music from a barrel organ.

In doing so, he becomes an organ grinder, as in one who cranks a barrel organ. Unfortunately, (or perhaps very fortunately depending on the point of view) there are no monkeys involved.

Sausages during Taste of Germany on Viking's Odin
Jose tempts us with just one more sausage!

Turns out that there may well be a limit to just how much sausage a human can consume before becoming comatose.

David found that line after dry pork sausage, hot sausage, beef sausage, veal sausage, and several types of salami, when bed became the only viable option.

We’re not done yet! Continue along with us on our way to Prague!

David & Veronica, GypsyNester.com

Written aboard the Longship Odin on her river voyage with stops in Paris, Luxembourg, Trier, Cochem, Heidelberg, Wurzburg, Rothenburg, Nuremberg, and Prague. Thanks to Viking River Cruises for inviting us along and providing this adventure! As always, all opinions are our own.

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Fear Conquering & Hate Mail

A comment on our site:

“In my opinion, anyone who would refer to children in such a disgusting and disrespectful way (adult or not) is an emotionally bankrupt shell of a person…”

BAM! My first hate mail.

I read a lot of blogs. Any of them worth their salt raise strong emotion and spark debate on their message boards. Sometimes it can get a bit heated, but makes for a nice balance.

We have had comments on our website that strongly disagree with our opinions and we relish them, we value every… CONTINUE READING >>

Fear Conquering

A comment on our site:

“In my opinion, anyone who would refer to children in such a disgusting and disrespectful way (adult or not) is an emotionally bankrupt shell of a person…”

BAM! My first hate mail.

I read a lot of blogs. Any of them worth their salt raise strong emotion and spark debate on their message boards.

Sometimes it can get a bit heated, but makes for a nice balance.

We have had comments on our website that strongly disagree with our opinions and we relish them, we value every addition to the conversation. Good stuff all the way around.

But this one hit me like a punch to the gut. My mother-in-law once told me I was too thin-skinned and I was beginning to believe it.

My first thought was, “OMG — was my message unclear? Did I go overboard with the snarkyness and cloud the overriding theme?”

I don’t mind criticism (I say with more bravado than I actually have), but being a bad writer horrifies me. Was my post so bad that it didn’t even make sense? Should I delete the post or rewrite it? Tone down the snark?

I fired off an e-mail to an old school chum who grew up to be a college professor. “Is my post as bad as I’m convincing myself it is?” One of those tell me like it is — I can take it e-mails. I knew he would do just that, which further panicked me as I hit the SEND button.

I waited — obsessively reading and rereading the post and the response — unable to see either objectively.

As luck would have it, Grown Up Professor was online and got back to me quickly. He assured me that my point was indeed clear. Whew. OK. Better. He went on to say he didn’t think my post was mean spirited at all.

Wait. What? My thin-skinned brain went back to reeling. Grown Up Professor may not have thought it mean spirited, but do others (aside from the hate mailer)?

Snarky as we can be, our site’s focus is to cheer people on, to help folks overcome the sadness that comes when the kids leave the nest – and we use humor to do this. Our writing is meant to empower people, not ruin their day. Damn.

I called my sister-in-law. She’d hand it to me straight; we have always had one of those exceptional relationships that transcends our differences. We frequently debate all of those untouchable subjects — politics, religion, music — with vigor and calm. We also respect each other immensely as parents. As the mother of my beautiful and inspirational special needs niece, she is truly my hero. She is devout, feminine and, unlike me, never cusses.

In other words, if my post were offensive, it was going to offend her. Not something I was eager to do.

Listening to her giggle as she read the post while I sweated it out on the other end of the line was music to my ears. She assured me that it was fine. Again, WHEW!

My son, The Boy, called soon after to actually congratulate me.

“Hey Mom,” says The Boy, “You got your first hate mail – you’ve made it!”

As I hung up the phone I began to wonder if my mother-in-law was indeed correct (as she often is) about my thin-skinly-ness. After all, she’s known me since I was a teenager. All the signs are there – even my kids incessantly tease me about it.

I sometimes wonder if I will ever be able to stand up for myself without the safety net of my family and friends. But I do know this– the next hate mail won’t sting so much.

As my wise Daddy told me (okay, I called him too – just to cry on his shoulder), “If you don’t want to be hated on, you can just sit around and do nothing. Even then – that’s no guarantee.”

Jeez, I really need to grow a pair.

Veronica, GypsyNester.com

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YOUR TURN: What do you think? Am I too thin skinned? Have you had a similar experience? How did you handle it?

Let Us Introdoos-ya to Noosa, Australia

The area is stunningly beautiful — packed full of national parks, state forests, beaches, and wildlife — and is quite the foodie town!

Join your GypsyNesters as we jump into adventure, cavort with kookaburras, drop bears and mamils, swim at the base of a waterfall, and eat and relax our way through Noosa… CONTINUE READING >>

Arm position while sky diving at SkyDive Ramblers, Queensland, Austraila GypsyNester.com

After the decidedly unnatural feeling of falling from the sky and landing on Queensland’s Sunshine Coast, we were ready to get a little grounded.

Maybe even spend a little time communing with nature. Noosa was just the place.


Resorting to Relaxation

The beach in Noosa, Queensland, Australia

The area is packed full of National Parks and State Forests and our home for the next few days, the Outrigger Resort, sits right on the edge of Noosa National Park.

Outrigger Resort in Noosa, Queensland, Australia
The view from Outrigger Resort in Noosa, Queensland, Australia

To shake off the remaining shakes we had from skydiving, we walked out our door and up the trail to the lookout atop Noosa Heads.

Our tranquil hike was also in hope of getting a rare peek at one of the wild koalas that reside in the park, but alas, our koala gazing was to be confined to the rescued variety we had already seen.

Our only consolation was a phenomenal view of the Coral Sea. Gee whiz, life is hard!

The view from Outrigger Resort in Noosa, Queensland, Australia

To complete our relaxation efforts, and reiterate just how difficult our lives can be, we stopped in at Stephanies Ocean Spa.

I was obviously in need of some sarcasm reduction, but they recommended Mineral Floatation Therapy in their mineral floatation pool. The idea is that the water’s high salt and mineral content makes a body so buoyant that it becomes almost like zero gravity. The muscles can completely relax and rejuvenate.
Floation Therapy at Stephanies Ocean Spa in Noosa, Queensland, Australia

The freakishly buoyant Veronica reclined blissfully atop the saline solution, even nodding off for a short nap while buoyed by the mineral bath.

I, however, do not float. Never have, never will.

My experience was much more akin to a shipwreck victim desperately trying to survive by treading water for dear life than any mind-clearing Zen stress reduction therapy. I gave up and sat on the edge soaking my feet while she serenely snoozed.

Getting off the Beaten Path
Fording the river with Off Beat Eco Tours in Noosa, Queensland, Australia

The next day we continued our park explorations with Off Beat Eco Tours on a trip through Conondale National Park and Imbil State Forest.

Owner/guide, Pete Blashki, picked us up in his safari wagon and whisked us off for a bushwhackin’ romp through the hinterlands.

The beautiful hinterland near Noosa, Queensland, Australia

Along the way Pete regaled us with gems of Aussie slang, legend, and folklore.

By the time we reached the forest we learned that…
Bunya tree near Noosa, Queensland, Australia
We kept an eye out for drop bears in the bunya trees!

a) Noosa is better known as Land of a Thousand Roundabouts (there are a freakishly large amount of them)

b) the roadways are filled with MAMILs (Middle Aged Men In Lycra) on bicycles

and

c) to be very wary of drop bears which, as near as we could tell, are some sort of mythical (depending on who you ask), giant, vicious, carnivorous, dive-bombing superkoalas.

As with the traditional koalas, we didn’t spot one.

A MAMIL, middle aged man in lycra in Noosa, Queensland, Australia
We did, however, spot a MAMIL 🙂

A kookaburra in Queensland Australia

Once inside the park we put the four-wheel drive on the wagon to the test, venturing deep into the woods on long-forgotten logging roads.

While we may have dodged the drop bears, we did see an abundance of wildlife, including an amazingly close encounter with kookaburras, and a much briefer view of a wallaby as he hopped hurriedly past us.

A kookaburra sits in the old gum tree in Noosa in Queensland Australia
Giant fig trees in Conondale National Park near Noosa in Queensland, Australia GypsyNester.comPeriodically we got out to hike deeper into the jungle for a closer look at some of the amazing plant life surrounding us, including massive fig trees that rival the California Redwoods in size.

The trees changed drastically as we went up and down in altitude, with the figs dwelling down in the valleys with plentiful water, and eucalyptus thriving higher up.

Giant fig trees in Conondale National Park near Noosa in Queensland, Australia

Even in the forest shade it was getting hot, so Pete led us to an inviting stream.

A refreshing stream in Noosa, Queensland, Australia
A refreshing waterfall in Noosa, Queensland, Australia GypsyNester.comAfter a cool, refreshing dip in the pool formed at the base of a waterfall, we were ready for a bite to eat.

As deep in the woods as we were, Pete set up a big surprise for us that could only be described as the opposite of roughing it.

Stopping in the middle of nowhere, he climbed onto the roof of the truck and produced a table, complete with linen cloth, china, silver and glassware, and a grill.
Pete Blashki of Off Beat Eco Tours in Noosa, Queensland, Australia

In no time at all, we were enjoying a wilderness fine-dining experience of fresh baked bread and homemade spreads prepared with ingredients foraged from the jungle, roasted veggies, sausages, and drop bear.

Perhaps we shouldn’t question Pete’s straightforwardness, but our drop bear tasted suspiciously like chicken.

Lunch in the middle of the rainforest in Noosa, Queensland, Australia

Noosa: Foodie Town Extraordinaire!

Once Pete dropped us off back in civilization it occurred to us that, based on his elegant backwoods presentation, and the attention to detail we found at the little beachside eateries, Berardo’s Bistro…

and Season

we had previously stopped into, food is very important to the inhabitants of Noosa. That became crystal clear later that night when we went for dinner at Locale.

As the name implies, the location is fabulous, with open sides facing the street and a garden, but that alone would not account for the popularity. Locale’s distinctive approach to Italian cuisine didn’t disappoint, with an intriguing selection of antipasti, primi piatti, secondi, and insalate.

We tried several interesting offerings, but more than anything left with the feeling that they really know their way around a gnocchi.

To Market, to Market
a booth at the Sunday Noosa Farmers Market in Queensland, Australia

For a closer look at where all of this food was coming from, we stopped by the Sunday Noosa Farmer’s Market.

Browsing through the rows of booths there was an incredible abundance of fresh produce and every imaginable meat, including kangaroo.

Though we had massively mixed feelings about consuming roo; we, as we often do in our travels, found ourselves wishing we had a kitchen to stock.
Chimney cakes at the Sunday Noosa Farmers Market in Queensland, Australia

But there was so much more than farm products on display. In some ways it was like a community breakfast, with booths brimming with all sorts of delectable goodies.

Baked goods were especially popular, with good ole Australian meat pies leading the way.

But almost anything out of an oven was available; we even found the fire-baked sweet rolls called Trdelník (chimney cakes) that we discovered in the Czech Republic.

Riots of flowers and plants at the Sunday Noosa Farmers Market in Queensland, Australia
Meat pie at the Sunday Noosa Farmers Market in Queensland, AustraliaThere were also riots of flowers and plants, arts and crafts, herbal remedies for most any ailment, and a little music to keep things peppy.

Unfortunately we didn’t have time to dally, we had a date with a kayak and yet another National Park, so we grabbed a meat pie and figs before making tracks.

Kayaking Like (we’re with) a Champion
Kayaking the Australian Everglades! GypsyNester.com

We followed the Noosa River to Great Sandy National Park, where we met up with former Australian kayaking champion Vivienne Golding of Kanu Kapers for a day of paddling around Lake Cootharaba and swamps, and ponds that form its everglades.
Sail kayaking in the Australian Everglades

Paddling turned out to only be part of our propulsion.

We did a lot of tranquil drifting too, so as not to disturb the waterfowl, or ourselves. Then on our way back across the lake Vivienne rigged us up with a sail and we effortlessly skimmed across the water.

See more about our day kayaking the Noosa Everglades with a champ!
David feeds a crocodile at Dreamworld, Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia

After all of the peaceful bliss of Noosa, we were feeling ready to push the envelope again.

Perhaps we should attempt surfing in Surfer’s Paradise at Gold Coast, no wait, how about feeding hungry crocodiles?

Perfect.

David & Veronica, GypsyNester.com

Delve Deeper:
Where we stayed: Outrigger Resort
Where we ate: Berardo’s Bistro, Season, Locale
Where we relaxed: Stephanies Ocean Spa
Go to the Off Beat Eco Tours website
See more about our day kayaking the Noosa Everglades with a champ!
Watch us skydive above beautiful Queensland – yikes!
Find out how we got to cuddle a koala!
Bucket list check! We snorkeled the Great Barrier Reef!
Follow us into the Queensland Hinterland
Go for the Gold Coast and watch us feed crocs!
Find out how we saw all of the bizarre Australian animals in one place!
Let us Spread a Little Sunshine Coast

Huge thanks to Tourism and Events Queensland for providing this adventure! As always, all opinions are our own.

Click here to see all of our adventures in Queensland!

What I Learned at My First Women’s Retreat

The odd, nomadic lifestyle that I live (and love) is not especially conducive to making intimate, long-term connections. Something that I miss, and am sorely out of practice in pursuing.

But I wasn’t sure that a women’s retreat was right for me.

The lessons that I learned were completely unexpected… CONTINUE READING >>

Thanks to Women at Woodstock for inviting me along and providing this nurturing experience! As always, all opinions are my own.

Women At Woodstock

I have to admit to my reservations before agreeing to attend Women at Woodstock.

When was first invited, I literally thought UGH. Is a women’s retreat for me?

It didn’t sound like my thing – at all.

Then, I dug a little deeper and became intrigued. I’m always looking to beef up my writing skills, so the writing workshops were really exciting to me, and the business stuff looked invaluable.

But, oddly enough (and I hate to admit this) it was the estrogen-infused events that prodded me to accept the invite.

Obviously, I needed some girl time, STAT.

So we pointed BAMF toward New York, took in some fall festivals and enjoyed the riotous autumn colors before David dropped me at Emerson Resort and Spa where the retreat was held.

All for ME? My glorious writing den for three nights!
All for ME? My fabulous room at Emerson Spa & Resort

I was to meet my fellow retreat-ers that night at a pre-dinner wine hour. A combination of not wanting to leave my blissful room, a pre-game bout of painful social awkwardness, and a hyperawareness that I would want to write about my experience (which, in retrospect, put me in a weird outsider/a-little-too-judge-y headspace), made me not exactly the best dinner company.

The odd, nomadic lifestyle that I live (and love) is not especially conducive to making intimate, long-term connections. Something that I miss, and am sorely out of practice in pursuing.

After dinner, I made a beeline to the workout room to blow off some steam and shake off some of my social awkwardness. While on the treadmill I sent a litany of self-indulgent “Camp Granada“-type texts to David. Hello muddah, hello faddah…

Much like the parents at the receiving end of “Camp Granada,” David encouraged me to stick it out, stop acting like a baby, and to take off my reporter’s cap so I could let myself go and experience the goings-on as I was supposed to.

So I did. I went back to my room, lit a fire and laid out my big girl panties for the next day.

Anoek van Praag speaking at Women At Woodstock

Heeding David’s advice to go all in, I started the morning with an I-would-never-normally-attend-this-kind-of-thing workshop entitled “From Trauma to Love, Past to Present” led by Anoek van Praag, a woman who defies a pigeon-holing description from a mere mortal like me.

Anoek speaks of love, life, sex, fear conquering — and the passion (and science) of it all — with such frankness, that I soon found myself blurting out a (very) personal childhood experience to a group of women I barely knew. I was horrified, where did that come from?

Victoria Zackheim at Women At Woodstock

My afternoons were spent with Victoria Zackheim in her writing intensives. The joy of writing oozes from Victoria’s pores, and she whipped up storylines faster than my brain could process them.

My mind was stretched beyond repair (in a good way!) and, on those days in the future when I find writing a drudgery, I have a new muse to call up. (How’d I do Victoria? An entire paragraph without one single overflowery, trumped up, underwhelming, unnecessary adjective! Right?)

Ivy Slater speaks at Women At Woodstock

My next horrifying blurt was emitted during Ivy Slater’s class on “Conquering Your Fear of Money.”

Her ah-ha approach to helping us explore our relationships (and hang-ups) with the almighty dollar was brilliant, teetering on the edge of psychotherapy. Well, if psychotherapy was fun.

My blurt came out something like this: YOU MEAN I’M NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO FEELS LIKE I DON’T DESERVE SUCCESS?!?! To which the entire room basically said: WHAT?!?! NOOOOOO!

Oh, wait (finally, the epiphany): Blurting = Bonding! I’d become so rusty, I hadn’t realized what was happening. I was beginning to trust the bond that was developing between me and this group of fascinating women. Progress.

Dinner at Emerson Resort and Spa
Here’s the main course!

I found myself being a much better dinner guest that night.

Fed — both body and soul — I found myself in my room by the fire again. This time, writing my butt off.

On day two, I was feeling my oats.

I found myself volunteering to speak (and receive honest feedback) in Susanna Baddiel‘s “Personal Impact Training”…

Susanna Baddiel at Women at Woodstock

hobnobbed with the uber-talented photographer Lisa Levart

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See more of Lisa’s incredible art

and the inspiring, wide-open and kind Amy Ferris, author of Marrying George Clooney: Confessions from a Midlife Crisis. Amy walks into a room, and the entire place lights up with warmth, humor, and a freak-of-nature-ish sort of groovy energy.

Ann Voorhees Baker

I corralled Ann Voorhees Baker, founder of Women At Woodstock, to get her vision of these gatherings. Her answer?

“To contribute to the coalescence of the community of women over fifty, to create an environment where women help each other achieve goals they have had, but may never have pursued.”

Here is just a brief taste of the amazing connections I saw going around me:

— When Kathleen Welby-Moretti found out that she was being honored, along with singer Natalie Merchant, for her work on the short film, Shelter, she needed to craft a speech on the fly… during the retreat. Victoria Zackheim quickly jumped in to assist her. (Click this link to see Shelter, it’s free and it’s amazing).

— When the ladies who took Ann Fry’s “Business Incubator” workshop stood up at dinner to pitch their start-up ideas Shark Tank-style (toothless sharks), the outpouring of ideas, contacts and suggestions from the audience was inspiring to watch.

— When it was announced that Glad Rag Bags, a start-up that was bandied around in a prior toothless WAW Shark Tank, was now a thriving business, it was taken as a group success. (Glad Rag Bags is a limited line of designer handbags created from reclaimed items. The company practices fair trade and donates proceeds to good causes)

— When the writers among us got together, we learned of each other’s new projects. My excited-to-read list has grown to include Amy Ferris’s Dancing at the Shame Prom, and Victoria Zackheim’s Faith, and Dr. Susan R Meyer‘s Fifty Over Fifty: Wise and Wild Women Creating Wonderful Lives

Veronica reads aloud from Going Gypsy at Women at Woodstock

On the final night, a group of us sat down to listen to each other’s written work.

I decided to throw my name in the hat – the first time I would read aloud from Going Gypsy.

It was the first time I’d opened my mouth in front of a group of people without nerves – actually I looked forward to it – no, I was excited. I knew I had a soft place to land if I screwed it up.

That’s the greatest gift my new tribe has given me – and it’s huge.

My hope is that I’ve given back a fraction of this gift.

Veronica, GypsyNester.com

Get your girl on and your goals in motion! Visit the Women at Woodstock website and be sure to sign up for the newsletter while you’re there for info on all future events.

Thanks to Women at Woodstock for inviting me along and providing this nurturing experience! As always, all opinions are my own.

YOUR TURN:  Have you ever been to a retreat? Did you have a similar experience? Is Women at Woodstock a type of retreat you’d consider?

How to (and how NOT to) Deal with the Altitude in Peru

I’m a sea-level gal. I don’t do well with high altitude.

At about 5,000 feet above sea level I get sleepy, at 6,000 loopy and at 7,000 I’m out cold – like I’m in a coma.

So when I found out that our trip to Peru would mean being above 11,000 feet, I panicked. We were going to some real bucket list-worthyCONTINUE READING >>

Coca leaves
Coca leaves sit in a basket for the guests of our hotel.

I’m a sea-level gal. I don’t do well with high altitude.

At about 5,000 feet above sea level I get sleepy, at 6,000 loopy and at 7,000 I’m out cold – like I’m in a coma.

So when I found out that our trip to Peru would mean being above 11,000 feet, I panicked. We were going to some real bucket list-worthy places and I didn’t want to miss a thing.

NOTE: I am not a doctor, nor am I giving any advice here. I am simply providing info and letting you know what worked for me. Ask your doctor before trying anything new.

The Peruvian locals swear by the leaves of the coca plant, the plant that produces cocaine, as an antidote to the thin air. They have been chewing the leaves for centuries.

Coca Tea in Peru at Posada del Inca in Yucay
The most common way to serve coca is in a tea. It’s served everywhere.

We had heard about this remedy prior to our trip and were hesitant about trying it. We had read that, when brewed in tea, it has the same amount of boost as a cup of coffee, but I was worried that I would end up addicted, or at the very least, babbling on and on like a self-important idiot.

I’ve seen Charlie Sheen on talk shows and I don’t need any help in the babbling department. I’m a champ at it without any chemical help.

Coca tea was offered to us at a weaving coop in Peru
In the Sacred Valley of the Incas, we were served coca tea during our visit to a weaving cooperative. That’s David in the background to the left, sipping away.

As soon as we arrived in Cusco, I started feeling dizzy and felt my brain was seriously muted. I fell asleep as soon as I sat down on the bus. BAM. Gone.

I slept though the entire ride to our hotel. I decided to override my reservations and took a chance, I tried a little tea.

My head immediately started clearing and instantly no longer felt that sleep was eminent.

Coca candy in Peru
Coca candy is another way to get your coca fix. We’re convinced it and the tea helped.

Pleased with the results, we started making iced tea for to take along for sightseeing, and we’d even taken to chewing the leaves, just like a local! The raw leaves were not tasty, and we learned to soak them first – otherwise the texture was awful.

Other than the head-clearing and staying-awake properties, I felt no weird side effects. Once we caught a plane to Argentina, I didn’t think of coca again. I had no withdrawal symptoms.

General DOs and DON’Ts for high altitude management:

Inca Kola
Inca Kola, popular yellow, sweet soda.

DO
-Stay hydrated. Drink your water. Limit your coffee and Inca Kola intake. Caffeine dehydrates and can make acclimation more difficult.

DO
-Take big, deep, full breaths. Deep breathing increases oxygen in the blood.

Pensive llama at Machu Picchu
A pensive llama at Machu Picchu.

DON’T
-Go crazy with hiking and other strenuous activities
. Wait 24 hours and see how you feel. Machu Picchu will still be there.

DON’T
-Drink a lot of alcohol. Booze dehydrates. The air is dry. All that extra breathing dries you out. Why pile on?

MORE OPTIONS:

-Suck on some oxygen. Many hotels offer it to guests upon request. If you want to bring your own oxygen system, be sure to check with your airline before bringing it along.

-Some hotels offer rooms where oxygen is pumped in. These are especially helpful for folks who don’t sleep well in high altitudes.

-There are both prescription and over-the-counter remedies, so if you feel the need for drugs, talk to your doctor.

a booth with something called Oxyshot. But wait, the clerk is out cold, must be the thin air.

-At the airport in Cusco we were introduced to another treatment to counteract the high altitude. Since the salesperson at the OxiShot booth was out cold, we opted to pass this option by.

Veronica, GypsyNester.com

YOUR TURN: Did we cover everything? Do you know of anything we missed? Were we helpful? Do you have further questions? Fire away!