The best way to experience Cinque Terre is to hike, swim, and eat.
Or if you’d like a more specific itinerary…
Hike, eat, explore, swim, eat, and sleep.
And repeat.
It’s a treat for all your senses, and a soothing balm for the tired soul.
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Fasnacht 2015 In Photos
Pretty clogs all lined up in a row.
Confetti cannon.
A mimosa bouquet.
Bad weather didn’t stop Baslers from enjoying the parade.
Confetti umbrella.
Writing down the scores.
The Fasnacht Committee acknowledging the passing Cliques.
Some of the themes can be political.
A little leopard on the prowl.
No bag? No problem.
Mimosa galore.
Waiting to dump confetti on an unsuspecting victim.
The view’s good from here.
Lovely mimosa to brighten up the home.
The loot. No need to go grocery shopping for a while.
My favourite Fasnacht snack: Fasnachtskuechli.
The lantern display at Munsterplatz.
Social media was a popular theme this year.
A member of the crowd admiring a lantern.
More Fasnacht treats: Fastenwähe and Zigerkrapfen.
Morgenstreich 2015
The alarm went off at 2:45am. I climbed out of bed, walked over to the bathroom, and splashed cold water on to my face. I changed into my day clothes, taking care to put on extra layers. At a few minutes after 3am, we left the house and walked to the Bruderholz tram stop in the freezing cold. Thank heavens for the extra layers.
When we got to the tram stop, I couldn’t help but smile. The tram was full. At 3am on a Monday morning. There were no seats left, and people were standing. We got on and squeezed past the standing passengers towards an empty spot by the window. I looked around; parents with their young children, elderly couples, grandparents, teenagers; the entire neighbourhood was here. Some were in costumes, others were in plain clothes. Almost everyone had their Blagette pinned onto the lapel of their jackets. Nobody looked sleepy or drowsy, not even the kids. The lady standing next to me had even taken the effort to make herself up: foundation, mascara, lipstick – the works. Dedication, I think to myself. Or vanity and insecurity? It didn’t matter. Everyone was there for the same reason: Morgenstreich.
A Day At The Zoo
There are a lot of things you could do on a cold, mid-winter Saturday morning. Going to the zoo is one of them.
Because if you do, you get to see this:
The Copenhagen Diaries: Adieu and Panic
Tuesday, 27 May 2014
Our final day in Copenhagen, and breakfast at Café Granola was how we chose to end our trip. The café has a very retro vibe to it; every detail, from the shop signage, to the tiles, to the menu card, is done in a nostalgic ’30s style. The food didn’t disapppoint, either. They have quite a breakfast selection, and I went with the medium set, which was essentially a platter of lovely grainy Danish bread, cheese, jam, Danish butter, and muesli with Greek yoghurt, compote and fruits. Oooooh yeah.
Perfecting Asam Pedas 