Traveling by trains....

We're back....it was so good to get away and really good to be back. I missed my bed, my Sophie and my Wifi. We traveled by train it took us 10 hours and 3 stops to get to Austria. We didn't get reserved seating....don't ask me why! But this will be the last time we travel by train without a reserved seating. Mark my words! Top left picture is us standing on the train with way too much luggage and way too many other travelers and their luggage and crap. It was a nightmare and many international incidents happen on the rails, I may have used some sailor language on a fellow passenger that wanted to get by me and fifty other suckers standing in the hallway and entrance of car with luggage everywhere. I don't know where he thought he could go, did he honestly think we were parked there because it was a choice. I'm pretty sure he didn't understand me, I guess not all swear words are universal. Not only were there hoards of people but the heat on the trains were so hot. So you have too many passengers.....too much luggage.....heat.....add on non bathing Europeans, it wasn't pretty. Okay there may have been another incident involving a baby jogger and a large red suitcase, a blond and my husband that wasn't pretty either.
But the good news is we made it to Austria without getting arrested and had seats the last hour of our trip!!
The way back was the same nightmarish story, no seats, tons of people, crying kids, fighting kids, hot trains and BO at an all time high.
Traveling by trains is the cheapest way to see Europe but boy does it take patience, determination, skill and speed, plus a on hand supply of alcohol, coffee and candy!
Pictures of Austria to follow....hope to get caught up on everyones blogs.

Home Sweet Home

Grüß Gott

from Austria

I wanted to show you my awesome tan from all the sun shiny days here. But I 

decided I look much better in a Sepia world, look I'm tan and no wrinkles!!! We 

have had a wonderful time here, spring like skiing. I skied three days which is a lot for me. 

Craig and Katelyn have skied 5. There really is no way to prepare your feet for ski boots... 

my feet are pissed! It's a pain right up there with child birth! We are here until Saturday,  

post pictures and such when we return.

Thank you Janine from My kids are fun for my award.

I'm suppose to list 7 things about myself

1. I'm 1 of 5 girls in my family

2. I'm left handed

3. I love candy

4. I broke my arm twice 

5. I can not for the life of me understand metric system

6. I knew the first time I met my husband I would marry him

7. I collect cook books but rarely but never use them.

I think all blogs I follow are Beautiful so if you have not received this award please accept it. Thanks Janine.

Sundays In My City

Purple Condom machines all over and at many bus stops.

Germany has the lowest birth rate in the world.

Germany's teenage pregnancy rate is lower than USA and UK.

Most pharmacies are closed early and not open on Sunday. 

It's convenient and colorful.

The name and picture crack me up.

I love this about my city and Europe.

Stop by Mami and travel the world.

Heading to the hills

The hills are alive with the sound of music Skiing. We are heading to Austria for Katelyn's winter break. Gonna be gone a week, some skiing, perhaps some Nordic walking, window shopping and lots of pictures, hopefully some sunshine.

If my daughter lets me use her computer I may be blogging. Last year I saw lots of naked Europeans in the Sauna, it wasn't pretty. Who knows what this year will bring. 

Have a wonderful weekend.

Thank you for all the blogging love I really appreciate it. I don't mean to be a Debbie downer I think it's been a long road of change.  I'm going to focus on the sunshine in my life. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Today the sun kissed my cheeks and I felt it.

Then and now

Who was I ?

I was a wife, friend, mother, daughter and a sister, a aunt.

I was an employee, volunteer, carpool mom.

I was a hang out by the water cooler kinda gal.

I was a TV watcher, book reader, knitter.

I was a neighbor, chatty Kathy, friendly to all.

I was a shopper, deal finder, looker.

I was a thinker, confident, skilled.

I was supportive, listener, coffee pal.

I was silly and sassy, myself.

I was active, skinner (sometimes).

I was liked, needed and enjoyed.

I had purpose, wit, and knowledge.

I had a smile, a laugh, a purpose.

Who am I now?

I am a stranger in a foreign country, an American.

I only speak English.

I can’t grasp German. I’m trying but failing.

I am still a wife, friend, mother…daughter and a sister and aunt.

~I’m a wife that sole purpose is to support, cook, clean, do the errands, be happy and never tired.

~I’m a virtual friend.

~I’m a mother, some days better than others.

~I’m a daughter from afar. One that can’t be there to help or celebrate with, or need.

~I’m a sister from afar. One that is on a different time zone and available in virtual world, not a shoulder to lean on or commiserate with, shop with, have lunch with.

~I’m an aunt that misses the birthdays, graduations, school plays and sporting events.

I am not working for the first time in my adult life. No desire to volunteer,

I am without a car, the desire to just go is gone. It takes too much effort.

I have limited access to TV in English, never knit anymore, read blogs and a few books.

My neighborhood is older it’s like a retirement village minus the golf carts and mall walkers. I live in the outskirts of the city more in the country. This city is small not a large American community.

I only shop for food, why because the cost is high and the selection is low, and the need is gone.

My brain no longer consist of knowledge, current events, skills…it’s hollow. My memory is fading…it only consist of my thoughts.

I am less active, fatter, silent.

Do I smile? Yes but it is less and less.

Do I laugh? Sometimes

Do I cry? You bet

Am I lonely? For sure

I’m not asking for sympathy or understanding. I know this is an amazing opportunity for my family. I know it has afforded us to travel to amazing places. I know many would love to be in my spot. I have nothing against Germany or Germans. Yes it is different here, it’s not America it’s Germany. Yes the culture is different and the language difficult. I don’t mean to come across poor me or Germans this or the Germans that.

I’m not saying America or Americans are better it’s not about that. It’s about me and how I’m handling living here. I don’t need anyone to fix this or suggest do this or that. Please just know it’s not like being on vacation, yes it’s beautiful but so is your backyard. It’s just hard and I’m losing myself here….I’m not the person I used to be, not the person I thought I’d be, not the person I want to be.

Knowing this is not home forever helps. I believe that home is where your heart is…mine is spread out. Is living in American the answer for me to be me again. I believe the answer is yes.

Black and White Wednesday, Wordful Wednesday

This picture is from last summer when we visited Oslo, Norway.
 I love it in black and white but also in color.

Today is one of those days where you just want to sail away.....



Join Lisa over at The long road to China and Angie over a 7 Clown Circus for amazing pictures.

Have a wonderful Wednesday!!

Quit staring it's rude!

People stare here all the time....not just at me but others. It really drives me nuts. Sometimes I'm all self conscious...like is my zipper down or do I have something on my face. Mostly it's for no reason at all. I try not to stare back but sometimes I want to beat them at their own game. I never win!

People shop everyday here....they have a little red riding hood type basket and they get whatever they need for a meal and off they go until tomorrow. I have not adopted that European style, we go once a week and load up. The looks we get with our over flowing cart of food by the 5 items or less people is pretty funny. Compared to them it looks like we are feeding an army, instead of 3.  My husband is the egg white man we buy 6 dozen eggs every week....our cart looks like it's always Easter. It's a bit embarrassing I feel like I have to explain to everyone staring at us.

When some people hear us speaking to each other in the store or on the bus they stare with their eyes open even wider and mouths gaping open. I promise we are not loud and obnoxious Americans....but it really makes you feel odd.

It's weird for me to go day in and day out with no one speaking to you, other than your family. When I do talk to someone that knows some English I end up talking like a 2 year old. Slow choppy sentences and sounding out every word and not proper English at all. I don't know why I do it, my daughter just looks at me and says why are you talking like that...me dunno!

What if I move back to the States and I stare and talk like that to everyone......I think I need to be sent to a re-entry assimilation back to America program. So all my bad habits will return and my new habits will disappear. I hope it's like a spa and they have towel boys etc...

Sundays In My City-Valentines Day

Happy Valentines Day! Today in my city it's Sunday, just a regular Sunday. This part of Germany doesn't really celebrate Valentines Day like in America. It's less commercialize and some have never heard or celebrated today. So today we celebrate like we would in America...Hubby bought us roses and some candy and a pretty Starbucks Valentines Day mug. Katelyn gave me pretty candy dish with jelly bellies inside and some truffles. Hubby made a lovely breakfast and it feels like it should a day of love and sweet things. We are going to have a nice dinner at home with a bottle of delish wine and special cookies for dessert. My city tour today is of my loves....

Happy Valentines Day

 and Happy Sunday

travel the world today with Mami I hope your day is sweet!