I am making it a habit of traveling the world and exploring what it has to offer through friends, food, culture, nature and adventure.
Tahoe, My Second Home
I am starting to think that Tahoe is my weekend home. Between spending every other weekend there skiing during the winter, it seems as though I am going up more often than not in the summer. Two weekends ago I went to the Howard Family cabin with Duane's mom (Kellie) and sister (Carrie) and my mom (Gisela) for a girls getaway weekend. It was full of lounging, swimming in the lake, paddle boarding, sleeping and cucumber vodka (no judging, it is delightfully refreshing).
This last weekend I was up again for another girls trip, but this time it was with my my two close friends, Chrissy and Katie. This time we went to Katie's cabin also on West Shore, about 15 minutes further south on highway 89 than the Howard cabin. We watched crazy YouTube videos, rafted down the Truckee River, drank River Rum Punches ++ at River Ranch, lounged in the spa, hiked, got scared sh*tless by an unknown attack on the house via loud noises, enjoyed delicious free pizza and relaxed. Such a great weekend!
I'm Catholic(ish). I was raised VERY catholic; church every Sunday, first communion, confession, Sunday school, observed lent (even the whole abstain from meat on Fridays part), christian summer camps, conformation, est. Now? Meh, not so much, BUT how could I come to Rome and NOT go to the Vatican?! During HOLY WEEK??? The Catholic guilt would be too much. With Grayson in tow and D's aversion to big crowds (it's weird Howard thing *COUGH* Carrie *COUGH*), we opted for the early entrance (7:15am) with breakfast. Post breakfast we were set free in the museums an hour early before the general public, so we dashed for the Sistine Chapel to avoid the crowds. It was awe inspiring. Stunning. Mind-blowing to think that it was painted in 4-years, by an inexperienced painter who was known for his sculptures. In summary, after spending all day at the Vatican, what I learned was the Vatican kicks ass at ceiling art. To be fair, the Church has never been know
Well, in this case, trains. ROME! Such a cool city. Within a very short period of time, Duane and I both gravitated to the city and the vibe. We set down our bags in our apartment and set off for the afternoon. Immediately after we crossed the Tiber River, in a small square there was a man who was blowing bubbled for children so we let Gray play. I think it was probably the highlight of his trip. Endless giggles, squeals of delight, and ear to ear smiles. After dragging G away. We hiked up Gianicolo Park - the eighth hill of Rome - for some of the best views in the city. Tuesday, we took a free tour and learned a bit more about the cities history. Tiber River....also, the original height of Rome Castel Sant'Angelo Pantheon, the temple of every god, is a former Roman temple from 126 AD (no big deal or anything), and is now a church and is is one of the best-preserved of all Ancient Roman buildings. Trevi Fountain Note t
The last two days have been extremely full with adventure, eating and exploring. Yesterday we (and what seemed like half of China) started off the very warm day at the Grand Palace. The palace was the official residence of the Kings of Thailand and is made up of numerous buildings, halls, pavilions set around open lawns and gardens. the most holy Emerald (made of jade) Buddha Next, we headed off to Wat Pho, which was just down the road (after grabbing a much needed fresh fruit juice, the stuff is everywhere and is amazing). This temple is famous for the Temple of the Reclining Buddha. Within each temple there are different shrines to Buddha for different things, business, love, mother nature, success, health, ect. For the Chinese New Year, high level monks were giving blessings to people, so to take advantage of the rare opportunity, Duane and I stood in line to receive a blessing which was pretty cool. the famous Reclining Buddha In t