Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Starting the New Year in Barcelona

Okay, to be honest, I once again didn't take any of these photos. I lost my camera. Buying a new on has been on my list of things to do since...oh, about last year at this time! These photos were taken my my mom, Miranda, and Pete.

Anyway, just after New Years, Pete, Miranda, Chelsea, Dave, and I hopped a plane to Barcelona, to spend the first days of the new year surrounded by beach, sun, and tapas! Mom and Denny joined us partway through the trip and we explored the city together.
La Cascada, The best fountain I have ever seen, designed by Josep Fontesere and Antoni Gaudi in Parc de la Ciutadella. I love the amalgamation of fantasy and nature. Horse-mermaids. What more do I have to say?

One man's junk is another's treasures - the flea market between Encants and Glories subway stations. I also bought an old watch face from a guy who had a table full of...old watch faces. He said he collected them from all over Eastern Europe. Why? What was his vision?
The view from our little apartment on Valencia and Padilla.

Just off La Rambla lies the Mercat de la Boqueria, full of every kind of Spanish food thing imaginable.
...I mean, imagine - candies coated in metal! (remember those little BB's that used to decorate the tops of cakes, and we'd pick them off before we ate the cake? I just don't think they pick them off here in Barcelona!)
...or an entire stall of every kind of mushroom you can imagine. I'm not sure about the moldy ones in the left side of the picture. Maybe it's Roquefort fungi?


La Pedrera designed by Antoni Gaudi (aka Casa Mila). Built in 1905-1910. You can't see the wrought iron balcony decorations, but I'm definitely going to put them in my future house.

When I grow old, I want to be an old spanish man who goes to the park on Sundays and plays cards with my friends....
...or maybe some afternoon bolos
Ah, the famous Sagrada Familia, which looms over the entire city, and has been under construction since 1882. Antioni Guadi had devoted his life to working on it, although only a small part was complete at the time of his death in 1926. Pictures do not do the structure justice. You should go and look. And go and look in 30 years from now, because they'll still be working on it then, too. Just now, most of the stained glass windows have been installed except for a few dozen along the high walls which are currently just clear glass.
La Sagrada Familia.
Inside la Sagrada Familia

On Jan. 6th we went to see the Cavalcada dels Reis, a highly organized parade for the Epiphany, which is the big Christmas celebration in Barcelona. Awesome dancers, stilt-walters, horn players on horseback, mechanical camels operated by a forklift, and a whole float of coal diggers in the back for the naught kids (you can actually buy candy coal at the chocolate shops here to put in your childrens' shoes if they've been bad). Instead of Santa, they have the 3 kings. But the photos, again, didn't do the scene justice, so I left them out. But here's the Rosca de Reyes, the traditional sweet bread every bakery cells during the Epiphany....
...and inside the bread, you find a figurine, a bean, and money. Whoever finds the figurine is the king, whoever finds the bean must pay for the bread, and the money...nobody could really answer that question, I think it might have fallen in the dough by mistake.

The tapas were incredible at this little restaurant in the Barrio Gotic! Patatas bravas, calamari, whole little fishies, and a special dish with goats cheese on top of a stack of sauteed peppers, eggplant, tomato and onions.

Okay, I've seen a lot of homeless guys with dogs. But a cat hunkered down against the cold in a fleece blanket?

The grandiose gateway into Park Güel, designed by...yep, Antoni Gaudi.
Tile work in Park Güel
Denny, Mom, Miranda, Pete and I sitting out in the afternoon sun, eating "healthy cookies" and drinking a bottle of wine.
Anatomically correct benches in Park Güel
Park Güel
Park Güel
Park Güel
Park Güel
We spent one afternoon at the beach, socks off, watching the surfers. That's right - surfers. All the while, washing down our patatas bravas with beer.

On our way to the Miro museum at the base of the Montjuic hills.

Exploring the little neighborhood, Gracia.


Casa Batillo

Barcelonetta, was once the fisherman's wharf and was built with very narrow, gridded streets.



Construction of all sorts going on down by the beaches near Barceloneta.
Let's sail to Barcelona some day from someplace far, far away!

Saturday, December 31, 2011

Christmas in Austria - 2011

Let me just start out with a little explanation. Last year, we were all home for Christmas in Charlevoix. At the end of the break, Mom and Denny took us out for dinner at Red Mesa in Boyne City to share some exciting news...they were adopting a baby from Russia. When nobody believed their exciting news, they old us they were moving to Germany. My mom had taken an 18 month contract as an occupational therapist for 0 to 3 year olds at the US military base in Kaiserslautern. This news came about 2 weeks after Dave was hired to teach learning support the following year at FIS, which is the international school I work at.
So this is a picture of all of us, Christmas 2010, at the Red Mesa, after hearing the news that Mom, Denny, Chelsea, and Dave were all moving to Germany.

And one year later, Christmas 2012, most of my family moved itself to Germany, within 1 1/2 hours of Oberursel. Pete and Miranda came to visit from Santiago, and Dad and Diane from Charlevoix for the first week. After that, the rest of us headed down to Wald, Austria, to spend Christmas in a chalet in the mountains. Talk about a dream come true. Here are Pete and Mom, putting out the Christmas lights in our little chalet.
This is the view from the front porch.
And the view from the driveway - Bergkristal.
Nigel and Chuckanucka got in on the party, too.


Christmas morning. Mom sewed a giant stocking for each of us and we packed them with little treasures from all over the world.
Pete and Miranda.
Christmas morning.
Christmas morning! Felix, me, Chelsea, Dave, Pete, Miranda, Mom, and Denny.





Mom and I are ready for our Christmas Day walk. Mom is showing off her new peruvian scarf, hand-crochetted hat from her lovely daughter Liza, and a hot hot hot Decathalon snowsuit special.




And then we spent days and days snowboarding and skiing in the Zillertal Arena. The slopes were nail-bitingly bare all the way up until Christmas and then it dumped the day we arrived...and kept on snowing. Talk about another dream come true! This is Pete on skis with Chelsea in the background.
Pete, Denny, Dave, Chelsea, Miranda, me, and Mom. Kind of a different caliber of ski outing from Nubs Nob, but boy did our childhood ski (mis)adventures prepare us well! And Mount McSabe, for that matter. I still prefer no poles and a rope tow!

Dave, me, Miranda, Chelsea, Pete, Mom, and Denny. This is our "missing Felix' photo. A month before Christmas, Felix broke his collarbone while snowboarding in Italy and he had to wait this one out. Darn!
Dave and Chelsea on the lift!
Denny- expert skier!
Chelsea off-piste in powder!
Miranda, always sunny.
Chelsea takes the jump!
So much snow that all the lifts but three were closed down in the entire Zillertal Areana in the morning...but then, in the afternoon, when most people had left, the snow let up, the lifts opened, and we had the entire place practically to ourselves...and knee deep in on-piste powder.
Me, Chelsea, and Dave!!!
Some days we didn't hit the slopes. Here are Mom and I at Europe's tallest waterfall. Who'd a' thunk it? (wow, look at Mom's great hat!)
And after our long days of adventures, we'd come home to a fantastic meal. Each night, a different couple took turns cooking. Bean soup, pasta, white chicken chili, raclette - wow!
Some nights we'd knit. Everyone had a knitting project. I'm attempting my first pair of leg warmers!
Some nights we'd play guitars.

Some nights we'd be so dead, we'd just pile around a good movie. (can you name that movie?)


What an amazing trip! We stayed from Christmas Eve to New Years Eve and every day was an adventure.

On New Years eve, we all reluctantly drove home, took a nap, and went out dancing in Frankfurt. Here's Pete's sexy dancing shirt (given to him by the parent of a student in Chile).

Miranda, me and Chelsea with Dave, Felix, and Pete waiting for the S-bahn at the Oberursel station into Frankfurt. Although it looks like a foggy night, the air quality is actually due to the enormous number of fireworks being blasted off all around us. Those Germans take their one opportunity during the year where fireworks are legal very very seriously!

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Christmas 2011 in Oberursel with Dad, Diane, Pete and Miranda

Just as school was closing for the holidays, Dad and Diane came to stay for a week of adventures in Oberursel. Pete and Miranda came a few days later and we had a wonderful celebration!

Chelsea and Dave have been a wonderful addition to life in Oberursel. Here we are, baking 3 kinds of Christmas cookies all at the same time in their kitchen - crackle cookies, peanut butter balls, and biscotti.



Dipping the peanut butter balls in chocolate. We couldn't find rice crispies so we used extra-chocolately chocolate rice pops...and a little bit of ground coffee in the chocolate coating. Delish!




Felix's Adventskalendar - a little surprise every day!



We explored the Saturday market in Frankfurt - look at those great squash!



Chelsea, me, and Diane drinking gluhwein at the Wiesbaden Weinachtsmarkt (the Christmas market)...it didn't start snowing until the next day!



Felix & Diane... partners in yarn!



One night we went to listen to the church brass band playing Christmas carols...our new orienteering friends snuck us up to the top of the tower, on the little balcony which wraps around it. This was the view of Oberursel in the photo above. We thought we were going up for the view and then we'd go back inside to listen to the music, but instead the musicians came out onto the balcony as well and played their brass instruments out over the city from the top of the tower. We hid behind them, listening - best seats in the house!

Felix, Dad, Miranda, Pete and I hiked up through the thick powder to Fuchstanz for flammkuchen and beer...does life get much better than this?!


Dad shares his expertise making meat perogi. Felix and Jack are ready to eat!




Preparing for the feast...




Pete and Miranda came all the way from Santiago for Christmas in little Oberursel- here we are in my "backyard".




Diane takes a look behind the traditional timber-frame methods of the houses in Oberursel's Altstadt.




Our citrus-themed Christmas tree




Chelsea and Dave




Pete and Dad break oplatek.




Pete, Miranda, Chelsea, and Dave break into the Christmas popper jokes - the best one was something about pigs living in a styscraper!