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Veronica Explores the Great Barrier Reef – with a Sea Turtle Guide!


Veronica makes a new sea turtle friend who shows her all the hotspots of his native Coral Gardens, and introduces her to his friends – including “Nemo,” a manta ray, parrotfish, angelfish and colorful giant clams! Click to see our full adventure! or enlarge video >>


Veronica makes a new sea turtle friend who shows her all the hotspots of his native Coral Gardens, and introduces her to his friends – including “Nemo,” a manta ray, parrotfish, angelfish and colorful giant clams!

Coral formations at Lady Elliot Island in Queensland, Australia

We could only see a tiny portion of the over one thousand miles included in the Great Barrier Reef, but the part we saw was phenomenal.

There were so many different varieties of coral, over four hundred are found in the reef, and they are much more colorful than we had ever seen in the Caribbean.

Coral formations at Lady Elliot Island in Queensland, Australia

Because this southern tip of the reef is outside the tropics, the cooler water temperatures have kept the coral healthy.

Further north heat is causing serious bleaching to much of the reef and, along with pollution from shipping and agricultural runoff, is a great threat to this natural wonder.

A vivid blue starfish known as Linckia laevigata on the Great Barrier Reef, Queensland, Australia

The Great Barrier Reef is also a habitat for countless species of sea creatures.

We saw many of the fifteen hundred different types of fish that live along the reef, and something completely new and unexpected, a vivid blue starfish known as Linckia laevigata.

David swims with so many fish on the Great Barrier Reef, Queensland, Australia

Parrotfish on Lady Elliot Island, Queensland, Australia, GypsyNester.com

Angelfish on the Great Barrier Reef, Queensland, Australia

Fish pow wow on the Great Barrier Reef, Queensland, Australia
We think the guy on the bottom right is the leader and he’s up to no good.

Click to see more about Lady Elliot Island and snorkeling on the Great Barrier Reef!

David & Veronica, GypsyNester.com

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We’ve Been Hit by a Ton of Bricks!

The GypsyNesters in the media! Thank you!

Every once in a while, we are hit over the head by a ton of bricks. While this would normally be cause for concern, this particular brickload is one of gratitude.

We have been blessed with amazing accolades from amazing folks! We have done really fun interviews and have been included in some pretty prestigious publications. We are truly honored. Click in to see why... CONTINUE READING >>

The GypsyNesters in the media! Thank you!

Every once in a while, we are hit over the head by a ton of bricks. While this would normally be cause for concern, this particular brickload is one of gratitude.

We have been blessed with amazing accolades from amazing folks! We have done really fun interviews and have been included in some pretty prestigious publications. We are truly honored. Click in to see why... CONTINUE READING >>

Picture This: The Titanic Cemetery

So many headstones bearing the same date.

April 15, 1912

It’s impossible to describe our feelings.

Join us as we remember those who are resting here, learn stories of their lives and the circumstances behind their final burial place… CONTINUE READING >> 

The Titanic Cemetery in Halifax, Nova Scotia

Halifax has a deep connection to the sea, including history’s worst maritime tragedy, the sinking of The Titanic.

When news of the disaster reached the mainland, three ships were sent out from to recover as many of the victims as possible.

Many Titanic victims were never spoken for and are buried in three of the city's cemeteries, most in Fairview Lawn in Halifax, Canada
It’s impossible to describe our feelings. So many headstones bearing the same date; April 15, 1912.

It is not certain that each victim died on April 15th, it is assumed that due to the freezing temperatures no one could have survived that kind of exposure to the elements. Therefore, each marker bears that date.

Elliot grave stone at the Titanic Cemetary in Halifax, Nova Scotia
Mr. Elliot was a member of the crew, a coal trimmer. His epitaph reads “Each man stood at his post while all the weaker ones went by and showed one more to all the world how Englishmen should die.”

In all, three hundred and twenty-eight bodies were found, and of those, two hundred and nine were brought to Halifax to be claimed by relatives, or buried should no one come forward.

Three quarters of those were never spoken for and are buried in three of the city’s cemeteries, most in Fairview Lawn.

The graveyard were the Titanic Victims are buried in Halifax, Nova Scotia

The company that owned the Titanic, The White Star Line, had land surveyor F.W. Christie design the full plot to fit into the slope of the hill.

The Titanic Cemetery in Halifax, Nova Scotia

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John Law Hume, violinist in the orchestra that played as Titanic sank
John Law Hume, violinist in the orchestra that played as Titanic sank. All eight band members died, yet heroically continued their music until the end. Mr. Hume was 21 years old at the time of his death and was survived by his fiancée and his unborn baby.

Sadly, just a number. An unknown victim of the sinking of Titanic at Fairview Lawn Cemetery, Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada

With somber hearts we walked through the Fairview Lawn Cemetery to the gravesites of the one-hundred-twenty-one casualties and paid our respects.

Many of the headstones are marked only by numbers, as the identities of the victims remain unknown.

Ms. Henriksson was from Sweden, and was traveling with her cousin Ellen Petterson, who also perished.

If a person’s identity was discovered later their name was engraved on the side of the stone, rather than the top.

Jenny Lovisa Henriksson was simply “Number 3” until 1991. Then, through deduction and the careful notes taken at the time of the disaster, the initials on her clothing led investigators to match her name with the remaining unknown victims list.

Grave of the Unknown Child at the Titanic cemetery in Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada

The plaque of Sidney Leslie Goodwin in the Titantic cemetary in Halifax

Perhaps the most poignant was the unknown grave of a two-year-old child brought back aboard The MacKay-Bennett, one of ships sent out from Halifax to retrieve the deceased from the site of the disaster.

Just recently the boy was identified through DNA samples, but his family prefers that his gravestone remain nameless as a remembrance for all of the other unknown victims. Instead, a plaque was placed at the foot of little Sidney’s stone.

See little Sidney’s shoes at the Maritime Museum of the Atlantic

The grave of Ernest Edward Samuel at the Titanic cemetery in Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada
Mr. Freeman was a chief deck steward and a secretary to White Star chairman Bruce Ismay. He was survived by his wife and daughter. His epitaph reads “He remained at his post of duty, seeking to save others. Regardless of his own life and went down with the ship.”
The grave of Alma Paulson and her four children at the Titanic cemetery in Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada
Mrs. Paulson and her four children were traveling to unite with their husband and father, Nils, in Chicago. Mr. Paulson worked as a tram conductor and had saved for two years to bring his family over to join him.
The headstone of Ernest Waldron King in the Titanic Cemetery, Halifax, Nova Scotia
Mr. King was from Ireland and served as a clerk on the Titanic.
The grave of Alan Vincent Franklin, a victim in the Titanic sinking, Halifax, Nova Scotia
Mr. Franklin, from England, was a saloon steward aboard the ship. He married his wife, Blanche, the year before the sinking. They had a son, Alan, and their daughter was born was a few months after Mr. Franklin’s death.

Many of the victims of the 1917 Halifax Explosion are buried in Fairview Lawn as well. More about the Halifax Explosion here.

Click here to see our full story on Halifax

David & Veronica, GypsyNester.com

Delve Deeper:
The Victorian Public Gardens of Halifax

The Maritime Museum of the Atlantic
Our Full Halifax Adventure
Having a Merry Time in the Maritimes (Prince Edward Island, Nova Scotia, New Brunswick)
The Cajun, Canadian, Acadian Connection

Thanks to Road Scholar for providing this lifelong learning adventure through the Canadian Maritimes! As always, all opinions are our own.

Visiting a Monkey Sanctuary in Costa Rica


SO many cheeky monkeys… just look at those faces! Click to see more about this sanctuary or enlarge video >>

Back in 1999, two friends, Janine Licare and Aislin Livingstone, got the idea to raise money for a project to “save the rainforest,” so they set about selling papier-mâché bottles and painted rock paperweights from a “crazy cute” roadside stand.

They were shocked to discover that the money they raised was not enough to buy and save the entire forest, they were only nine after all, so they started small by making monkey bridges.

A squirrel monkey on a monkey bridge in Manuel Antonio, Costa Rica

Monkey bridges provide a safe way for monkeys to get across the road. Much better than power lines, which have a nasty tendency to electrocute a crossing primate from time to time.

Hearing their story had us excited to see what became of the project after fifteen years, so we headed into the forest to check it out.

Quite an operation has grown from those humble beginnings, placing bridges (over one hundred and thirty so far) in areas where monkeys often travel is still a big part of it, and those efforts have paid off big time.

Since beginning the program the population of the once-endangered squirrel monkey has more doubled.

Many of the orphaned, rescued squirrel monkeys at Kids Saving the Rainforest suck their thumbs due to early weaning

The bridges were just the beginning; they have worked with Costa Rica’s National Park Service and schools to plant nearly seven thousand rainforest trees, and the Wildlife Rescue Center and Sanctuary is now in full swing.

To date they have saved hundreds of monkeys, also in addition to marmosets, tamarins, kinkajou, sloths, porcupines, parrots, and parakeets.

Click to see more about how Kids Saving the Rainforest is helping these amazing animals!

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Adorable Orphaned Baby Sloth Eats a Hibiscus Flower!


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Our first stop at Kids Saving the Rainforest in Costa Rica was the hospital, where an orphaned three-toed sloth baby was getting a snack of hibiscus flowers. Isn’t she adorable?

A baby sloth eats a hibiscus flower at Kids Saving the Rainforest in Costa Rica

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Wachau Talkin’ About? Austria Along the Danube

In this region — far removed from any modern hustle and bustle — the river winds beneath church towers, vineyards, and ancient castle ruins as it passes the hamlets that dot the hillsides along the banks.

No wonder the entire area has been named a UNESCO World Heritage… CONTINUE READING >>

Thanks to Viking River Cruises for inviting us along and providing this adventure! As always, all opinions are our own.

The Viking Skadi on a Christmas cruise on the Danube between Vienna and Melk, Austria

We have sung the praises of river cruising as a wonderful way to visit some of the great cities of Europe, mainly because the ships dock right downtown.

It’s like having a floating hotel right in the heart of the action.

The beautiful Wachau Valley in Austria from the Danube River

But when we passed through the Wachau Valley in Austria, on Viking’s Longship Skadi, we discovered that it is also a great way to see some of the small towns along the Danube.

The Viking Skadi on a Christmas cruise on the Danube between Vienna and Melk, Austria

Durnstein, Austria on the Danube with Viking Cruise Lines

In this region — far removed from any modern hustle and bustle — the river winds beneath church towers, vineyards, and ancient castle ruins as it passes the hamlets that dot the hillsides along the banks.

No wonder the entire area has been named a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

Ancient fortifications line the waterfront in Durnstein, Austria in the Wachau Valley

Our first stop in the valley, Dürnstein, is a classic example of one of these villages.

The most prominent feature is the blue and white Baroque bell tower that crowns the Dürnstein Abbey.

We could see it rising above the ancient fortifications that line the waterfront as we sailed up, practically insisting that we come in for a closer look.

Tunneling in

Dark tunnel leading inside medieval walls in Durnstein, Austria in the Wachau Valley

That was an invitation we were not about to turn down, so we made our way along the ramparts and through a dark tunnel leading inside medieval walls.

We found ourselves in a labyrinth of cobblestone paths leading every which way. Luckily we had the tower in the center, hillside above, and water below to give us some bearings.

The baroque gates of the Durnstein Abbey in Durnstein, Austria in the Wachau Valley

Honing in on the tower, we came to the ornate, baroque gates of the abbey.

These were added in the early seventeen hundreds, along with the exceptional tower, but the building goes back at least six hundred years.

The site began as a nunnery in 1289, then became home to an order of priests, the Canons Regular of St. Augustine. Emperor Joseph II decided to close the abbey in 1787 and now the refurbished landmark serves as the parish church for the town.

Durnstein, Austria on the Danube with Viking Cruise Lines

As we made our way up to the main street, we found ourselves passing from the sublime to the silly when we spotted a sign proudly proclaiming the availability of (pardon our French, or German in this case) “rabbit-shit.”

The famous rabbit shit of Durnstein, Austria in the Wachau Valley

Effective advertising, since we really couldn’t pass by without checking it out, but like most gags for tourists, moose poop, cow pies, even edible rocks, it turned out be candy.

Dürnstein’s other main attraction is Kuenringer Castle, or what’s left of it.

Storming the Castle!

Kuenringer Castle in Durnstein, Austria in the Wachau Valley

The ruins overlook the town from a rocky outcrop high above, in fact the rocks gave the town its name, which means dry rock.

It was a pretty good climb up to the former fortress, but we found several signs along the way informing us that it is most famous for housing King Richard the Lionheart in 1192, against his will we might add.

Kuenringer Castle in Durnstein, Austria in the Wachau Valley

It seems the king and Duke Leopold V of Austria had a bit of a feud going – or at least in the duke’s eyes.

He felt that during the third crusade Richard had snubbed him at the Battle of Acre and ordered the assassination his cousin, Conrad of Montferrat, who had just been chosen to be King of Jerusalem.

As Richard was returning from the holy land, Leopold snatched the king and held him for ransom in the castle.

But once the ransom was paid, Leopold was excommunicated by the pope for messing with a hero of the crusades and he died soon after. All things considered, the episode did not go well for Leopold.

The view from Durnstein Castle in Durnstein, Austria on the Danube

There is not much left to see of the castle these days, the Swedes came down and destroyed it in 1645 and it has not been used since, but the site does offer sensational views of the town and the valley.

The climb took a bit longer than anticipated, so we had a bit of a scramble back down to catch the Skadi for our next stop of the day, Melk.

Durnstein, Austria on the Danube with Viking Cruise Lines

Got Melk?

The Benedictine Abbey in Melk, Austria in the Wachau Valley

The small village of Melk has one claim to fame, but it is a doozey!

The Benedictine Abbey has dominated the town for nearly one thousand years, although the amazing Baroque version that stands today was built between 1702 and 1736.

It is still an active monastery, and also houses a school for about nine hundred students.

The Benedictine Abbey in Melk, Austria in the Wachau Valley

Blown away is the only way to describe our reaction – and that was before we got to go inside. Part of the interior serves as a museum, with amazing artifacts, but the sections that are still in day-to-day use, the library and the church, were even more fascinating to us.

The library of The Benedictine Abbey in Melk, Austria in the Wachau Valley

The incredibly impressive library holds one hundred thousand volumes that are still in use by the monks, some over ten centuries old.

The monks have rebound most of the manuscripts, not only to preserve the precious volumes, but to give the shelves a uniform look. Being in the room with all of these great works of science and literature gave us quite a charge.

The Benedictine Church at Melk Abbey, Austria

Before we could get too excited though, we were off to the focal point of the abbey, the Stiftskirche.

The church is dedicated to Saint Coloman of Stockerau, who is interred there, and is considered one of Austria’s finest.

While the outside is beautiful –if somewhat conventional –inside we were in for a real eye opener. The monks really went for baroque, they didn’t skimp on the gold leaf, marble, or the frescoes on the ceilings… and the pipe organ, wow!

See more photos of the inside of Melk’s incredible Benedictine Abbey!

A catacomb saint in the Melk Abbey, Austria

In spite of all that, the highlight for us was the two “catacomb saints” on display.

During the 16th and 17th centuries the desire to display relics in churches became so great that the Vatican ordered numerous unknown skeletons be brought up from the catacombs under Rome and declared them to be the remains of saints.

Then they sent them off to eager churches in Germany, Austria and Switzerland.

The thinking seemed to be that since they came from Rome, they must have been a martyr or great Christian of some sort. On arrival to their new homes, the “saints” were adorned in jewels and gaudy finery and proudly given places of honor.

A catacomb saint in the Melk Abbey, Austria

It was a little unclear to us why this would happen at this church, considering they have had the remains of their patron saint on the premises for a thousand years.

Melk, Austria in the Wachau Valley

Earlier in the day we had been in a hurry to see the abbey before it closed, so we took a bus up to its perch above the Danube.

But the ride had bypassed the town, so in order to see some of Melk we opted to walk back down.

It was immediately obvious why the bus had taken another route, there was certainly no room for any large vehicles on the ancient stone streets.

Statue of St. Coloman in Melk, Austria in the Wachau Valley

The town seemed as untouched by time as the abbey, and as centered on St. Coloman. His statue tops the fountain in the main square, Rathausplatz.

Time may have seemed to bypass these hamlets in the Wachau Valley, but it was marching forward on us.

Soon darkness chased us back to our ship.

The Abbey in Melk, Austria

See more photos of the inside of Melk’s incredible Benedictine Abbey!

We ended the day on a high note, as a reward for our walk we got our best view of the abbey just as we were getting back to the river.

David & Veronica, GypsyNester.com

Thanks to Viking River Cruises for inviting us along and providing this adventure! As always, all opinions are our own. See our entire Christmas cruise along The Danube with stops in Budapest, Bratislavia, Vienna, Durnstein & Melk, Salzburg, and Passau.

Our Son Has One of the Most Dangerous Jobs in the World

The Boy has just embarked on a new journey. He has accepted one of the most dangerous jobs in the world.

He is now an Alaskan bush pilot (I suppose we should now call him “Captain The Boy”).

This is something he has wanted to do for a long time, and though I’m beyond-words proud of him for realizing a dream (and working extremely hard for it), I am not thrilled by… CONTINUE READING >>

The Boy Flies!
The Boy at 16

The Boy has just embarked on a new journey. He has accepted one of the most dangerous jobs in the world.

He is now an Alaskan bush pilot (I suppose we should now call him “Captain The Boy”).

This is something he has wanted to do for a long time, and though I’m beyond-words proud of him for realizing a dream (and working extremely hard for it), I am not thrilled by this turn of events at all.

Our son, The Boy, built a plane out of plywood. GypsyNester
Talk about passion: He built his own plane at age 10!

The Boy began flying at thirteen and I fully admit to trying everything I could to stop him from pursuing it.

But his passion for flying soon made me realize that I would be wrong to let my fear and selfishness get in the way of my child’s dream.

I’ve since learned that parenting and comfort level rarely peacefully coexist. And he is an adult, so it is not my place to make decisions for him – as much as I’d like to.

When he graduated college and his buddies spread their wings to start working at airlines and cargo companies, The Boy continued his crazy talk about bush piloting in Alaska or Africa. With that goal in mind, he stayed on at the college as a flight instructor for a year to build up his flight hours.

When he applied for the Alaska job, we were visiting him at his home and he and David — knowing I was going to freak out — sat me down and tried convince me that I needn’t worry. Yeah, right.

After all, they said, flight instructing has to be more dangerous. You’ve got novice kids behind the… Wait. WHAT?! Nobody told me about the hazards of instructing, but then again we do have a pact to not discuss those sort of things in front of me.

Flying into Bethel, Alaska

Captain The Boy’s new job requires him to live in a town that is only accessible by air.

He then flies people, food, medical supplies and mail to areas also only accessible by air.

Bush pilots are truly a lifeline to many.

The scary part is that the airstrips (in the places that have them) are primitive and the weather conditions are hardly ideal. And it’s really remote. And huge animals venture out in front of the planes. And… I really need to stop Googling “bush piloting dangers.”

As a mom who is fear-and-guilt based, a product of my seriously old-school Eastern European Catholic upbringing, if something goes awry I’m going to blame myself forever for letting him fly in the first place. What kind of mother allows their kid to become a pilot?

I spoke to The Boy’s big sisters, The Piglet and Decibel, about my fears while visiting them last week and they both assured me that it would have been wrong if I hadn’t let him fly – he would have been miserable. They are really proud of the man their brother has become and applaud his adventurous spirit.

Headed out of Bethel, Alaska to visit the Yup'ik villages
David and Captain The Boy, head to a plane he pilots in Alaska

Like my daughters, I need to learn to do more applauding and less fretting.

My worrying does no one any good, and I’m positive that The Boy would love to start regaling me with his adventures rather than convincing me of his safety constantly.

On the plus side, he works a two-weeks on/two-weeks off schedule with jumpseat privileges, so he can easily meet up with us, visit his sisters, or fly off to exotic destinations with his pilot buddies during his free time.

To deal with this new situation, I’m going to act as if all of his time is his free time.

Yeah, like that’ll work.

Veronica, GypsyNester.com

See what happened when we visited and flew with The Boy to the remote villages in Southwestern Alaska!

YOUR TURN: Would you allow be thrilled if your son became a bush pilot? Any suggestions to help me overcome my fears?