So theres an airline here in Germany that offers super cheap flights to big cities all over Europe. But the catch is this – you are only given a list of cities that you could potentially end up going to. You only find out which one it will be after you have paid in full for the trip.
For a Type- A person like myself, this is very unnerving. It completely goes against my need to plan. It leaves me anxious and pacing for the 5 minutes it takes to fill in your flight details and pay. Those 5 minutes feel like forever. Things like – “Is this a good idea,” “what happens if we end up at the worst one,” go through my head. In reality, there really is no downside. The worst that could happen is that you end up in a city like Barcelona or Budapest. See…not bad at all. This is how I talk myself through the ordeal.
So after much deliberation, we decided to go through with the whole thing. We ended up with Zurich. I can’t say I wasn’t a little bit disappointed. Barcelona and Budapest held so much promise. However, whats done was done. It was booked and there was no turning back.
Turns out that Zurich is actually amazing. Since I had no expectations, everything was great. The city is charming, the restaurants are amazing, and the views are phenomenal. We had an lovely time wandering around – though we soon figured out you would need a serious amount of money if you were considering living there.
As horribly sad it was to leave our poolside luxury by Lake Como, I was beyond excited to get started with our next adventure – The Swiss Alps. Mountains of legends, skiing and of course, yodeling!
We set out in our summer dresses and shorts and left behind beautiful sunshine, soon realizing we were rather inappropriately dressed for the weather to come. We zig zagged our way up and down mountains for hours drifting in and out of the clouds, ears popping the whole time. We ate a ridiculous amount of cookies to settle our stomachs (whats a road trip without snacks?) and stopped often to soak in the views. There is really nothing like standing in a meadow surrounded by snow capped mountains listening to the glacial water flow down to rivers.
After quite a long and visually exhausting ride we made it to our lodge set in a lush green valley surrounded by some of the largest ranges in the Alps. We spend the rest of the night ooing and ahhing over the perfect views while lounging inside the outdoor heated pool.
After a refreshing and relaxing evening, the next day we set out to the famous Gimmelwald area for some hiking. We took a super scary cable car up to the top and set off on our day long hike.
Early the next morning, we left Innsbruck behind and set off for a long day of driving. Originally, the drive was to take 4, maybe 5 hours. As often the case with road trips, this one took far far longer. 12 hours to be exact. This trip was not for the faint of heart. Nor the car sick individual.
Though it was the longest leg of our trip, it was by far the most breathtaking. The minute we started driving into the mountains I was in awe of the snowcapped peaks and vast green valleys. As per usual, we stopped often to breathe in the fresh mountain air and attempt to capture even a fraction of the beauty around us.