The last couple of months (I can’t believe we’re 2 months down… 7 to go!) have been pretty hectic and the last month particularly. The longest we’ve stayed in one place in Europe was Cesky Krumlov for 4 nights. I don’t mean to imply that we’re feeling exhausted or are sick of traveling. In fact I’m surprised at how well things have been going and how effortless our journey has (mostly) been.
But you do get sick of having to re-pack the bag every few days and the actual traveling parts, while interesting (or in some cases cramped, stinky and confusing) are tiring and so having 5 nights to relax in a gorgeous alpine village is a welcome break.
To make it all the more enjoyable, the Ginger Monkey has two dogs and a cat. Luke and I are both mildly allergic to cats but it hasn’t been in the bedroom and we’ve felt fine so far. The dogs, Wally and Chuba (I’m just going to call her that because I can’t pronounce her name)) are delightful. I had no idea how much I was missing my own dog until then.
We went for a walk this morning up a nearby ridge to take in the view. The ground was very soft and there’s a lot of snow melt running down the gullies, which wasn’t great for Luke as he only has runners and no boots. Wally came with us and wanted us to throw things for him – plastic bottles, too-large sticks, a shoe sole and a rock that was almost as big as a half brick (we didn’t throw the rock). He was pronking all over the place and making us laugh. Then he found a huge stick and kept running past Luke, banging him in the ankles with it, which made me laugh. Luke not so much.
Anyhow, I can’t wait to get to the UK so we can travel a bit lighter after ditching some stuff at Matt’s place. But for now we’re having to live with a bit of chaos.