Long and winding road.

I made it, safe and sound. I arrived at the house around 2:30am. Dad made sure to leave every light on for me and I was able to sneak in quietly and flop myself on the bed to recover from the car sickness I had from the last hour of the 3 hour drive to the village.

The first two hours of the drive is pretty basic freeway driving. I had a guy from the village pick me up and we left without any delay.

The last hour of the trip looks harmless enough, but believe me, it’s hell on wheels. After nearly 20 hours of traveling, the last thing anyone wants is a winding, twisting, slow and go car ride.

This is what the road felt like.

Tina and I stayed up talking a bit before I was finally able to catch some 💤‘s. The sound of the waves on the rocks was very relaxing, but the lack of breeze and still, hot air made sleeping a bit of a challenge. When you’re used to cuddling up under the covers in a 65°F room, 80° is a bit much.

Tonight, the air conditioner is making itself known!

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Screaming kids and little sandwiches.

I made it to London. I feel like I’ve been through it a bit, but the little sandwiches in this lounge are helping.

I sat in my seat and realized shortly I was surrounded by kids. Great. They ranged in age from 5-9 or so. The little one was already complaining about something before we even took off. Ah well, maybe they will settle down before long.

Just when I thought I had some bad luck, I look beside me and there is a mother with about an 18 month old. The little guy was cute as could be, but wasn’t the least bit happy about anything. He was squirming and moaning and whining and crying. That poor mother was all alone and had her hands full with that little blondie.

I couldn’t help but to be impressed with that kids endurance and king capacity because he managed to scream through about 90% of the 10 hour flight 😫.

Now here I sit in London waiting for my connection. The travel aspect has been fine. No glitches so far. I expect to arrive in the village at about 3am Athens time. I’ve been instructed by dad to slip in the back door and snuggle up in the room with my sis.

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Let’s try this again…🇬🇷

Here I am, sitting in at LAX looking for board a flight to Greece to finally go see my dad…

With travel being so difficult, and Dad telling us he has been getting better every day, it was a trip that was easy to put off. After my fiasco last month, it was not at the top of my list of desires to travel abroad in the current world climate. Nonetheless, my sister and I decided to bite the bullet and get a look at him for ourselves.

Tina arrived in Greece on the 18th of June, and much to everyone’s relief, he IS actually doing very well. He’s moving around well and feeling pretty good. As one might expect, he’s lost some weight and a bit weak from being in the Hosptial and laid up for a month., but overall he’s doing great.

Dad and his ‘helper’. She caters to his every need.

My flight leaves from LAX in a couple of hours so my trip began as a carbon copy of the one a month ago. The difference this time was where (and how much) that COVID test was. There is a pop up clinic right because the Palm Springs airport that you can play $400…yes $400 and get a handy dandy PCR test in under 30 minutes.

I’m sure it’s all very scientific. I mean, how could a couple of pop up tents and a tiny mobile trailer in the middle of a parking lot not be?

Regardless, this is the world we are living in, and I wanted to make sure I had valid results this time. Sure enough, within 30 minutes I had my NEGATIVE results and was set to head to LAX the next day.

Today I got myself sorted, kissed my boys, and headed to LAX. Check in was smooth, however, if I said there wasn’t a shade of anxiety creeping up, I’d be lying.

Everything is in place and here I sit, waiting for my flight to board. Off to Heathrow and then into Athens. It will be a super quick trip for me, but it will be good to finally see my dad and my sister. It’s been far too long since I’ve seen both of them.

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Well, I tried.

After all the drama and calling and checking and rechecking and booking and stressing, today was the day.

I rented a car from the Palm Springs airport and headed to LAX. No traffic. Everything good so far.

I go to check in and present all my necessary paperwork. The lady starts tapping around on her keyboard and says: you aren’t able to fly until May 14th.

What???

She keeps looking and tapping and looking some more to try to find out more information. I get the feeling that she’s basically looking at the same unclear, confusing, and contradictory information that we have been looking at for the last few weeks.

Another lady comes by and she doesn’t know either. If these people, who work in the international terminal, don’t know who can travel to where, then who does know?

About 30 minutes go by and they call a supervisor to try to find out. At this point I’m starting to sweat and feel super uneasy about the whole plan. I fear getting off the plane, halfway around the world in London, and being told I was unable to transfer there. Based on the beginning of my journey, and this ever changing climate with travel restrictions etc, who knows.

She gets off the phone and the supervisor said that I’m good to go…oh, but wait. That damn covid test that I spent the last 3 days stressing over is invalid. They are valid from the time you took the test for 72 hours. It was my understanding that once you got your results, that’s when the clock started ticking on the 72 hours. Nope. Unbeknownst to me, mine was invalid before I even left the house.

The good thing is, that there is a rapid covid testing site on site at LAX. The results typically come in 40 minutes. Okay perfect. I hustle my ass down about 3/4 of a mile, already sweating and in a slight panic, to the site only to find out the turn around time is 3-5 hours. Considering my flight was going to be in 2 hours, that wouldn’t work. Another roadblock.

I consider rebooking for tomorrow, but the flights that are available are different transit cities and they would require different paperwork and who knows what the rules would be. At this point I’m completely overwhelmed and feel totally defeated. I don’t want to give up, but I can’t help but to feel as though now is just not the time to fly. What if I go there and the countries decide to lock down again and I’m stuck indefinitely? It all came crashing down. After much contemplation, several phone calls, and multiple text messages I pulled the plug.

I got back on the rental shuttle and headed back to budget to get a car to drive home. I got to the counter before I realized I didn’t even complete the reservation I was trying to make. Fortunately I was able to get a car and I was able to drive home. What. A. Day.

The good news is my dad is seemingly doing better by the day and we will just have to continue to talk on the phone and FaceTime him until things loosen up a bit.

I came home to these sleeping beauties. They didn’t even hear me come in. ❤️

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Unexpected trip abroad 🇬🇷

Traveling halfway around the world is not something that I would chose to do during the current global climate, but when your dad isn’t well, and is over in Greece, you do what you have to.

A few weeks back Dad wasn’t feeling well so he went into the Hosptial in his home village in Greece. Well, a long story short, and 3+ weeks later, and with some pretty scary and bleak days behind him, he has finally gotten out of the Hosptial. With the current going’s on in the world, it has been difficult to figure out if we (my sister and I) would even be able to get to him. It turns out that Greece isn’t allowing Canadians into the country at all, and it took awhile for me to figure out if I could. Those first few days were desperately helpless.

After several calls to the embassy, and scouring the internet for information, it was confirmed that I, as a US Resident would be allowed. Then came the question of whether or not Greece would allow me to enter with my Canadian Passport. Articles and information online either wasn’t clear, or outdated. In this rapidly changing world, it was hard to be sure what to do. After I spoke directly to someone in the Athens airport, it was confirmed that I would be allowed to enter.

Good. Okay, but wait: You can enter Greece, but you cannot transit via any EU countries…oh but wait, yes you can go through a select few places like Poland or Russia…what? I was hesitant to book anything through those places because what if something changed and I got stuck there? Everything was so uncertain at that point and very frustrating for everyone. Finally, after more scouring I found out that Munich or Frankfurt were an option, and because the UK left the EU, Heathrow was an option as well, along with Istanbul. Progress was being made.

By now, Dad had been transported to the Hosptial in Athens and was seemingly slowly improving. This bought some time for the imposed 7 day quarantine to life as of May 3rd. It didn’t make much sense to go all the way to Athens to sit in a hotel and FaceTime him from there, when we could do that from here. Again, we waited for what seemed to be, a better time.

All during the start of 2020 and this Pandemic you would hear stories of people not being able to be with their loved ones while they were ill, or dying. These were horribly sad and tragic stories, and I had so much compassion for those people. I’m not going to lie, I had anger for the way things were being handled. It was inhumane and nonsensical. Now, my family and I were living out one of those stories.

The thought of dad being sick, scared, and without his family made my heart ache. We are so forever grateful for his lady friend, Antonia who was by his side and provided us with as many updates as possible. Her English is 100x better than my greek, but communication was limited and so we resorted to typing our messages in our native language and using google translate to help us out. It was a godsend. Even with that, however, it was difficult to truly know how he was doing. Our heads were spinning and so unsure of what to do, what we could do. We knew had to get eyes on him ASAP.

Finally, tomorrow I will board a plane and fly to Athens to see him. He’s out of the hospital and back in the village where I will hang out with him and make sure he’s good. After that, I will be sure he gets his ass on a flight back to Canada as soon as possible. He needs to be closer during this time of uncertainty.

It will be a long journey, but it will make everyone feel better once I’m there with him.

I will try to keep everyone in the loop on the daily. Hopefully everything with the travel goes smoothly and I get there without a hitch. I’ll keep you posted.

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Welp. That’s a wrap.

😢😢😢😢

That’s it. We are at the end of our journey. 

This morning we got up and traveled from Brugge to Amsterdam with a changeover in Brussels. It was a mostly uneventful trip with the exception of us sitting next to rain man Anthony from 🇬🇧 who wouldn’t shut the hell up stop talking, it was fine. Meet Anthony…

Stacey and I finally had to put our headphones on, but Brandi was happy to engage. We were so happy when he finally got the hell off the train. He just left. See how happy we are?!

We didn’t arrive in Amsterdam until about 4pm so we didn’t bother going into the city. We shared our last hurrah in the lounge at Sheraton at the airport.

Once again, we shared great conversation and a bunch of laughs as we reflected on the past two weeks. One doesn’t really know how being together for 24/7 for almost two full weeks is going to be, and I have to say it was flawless. Other than that first day in Munich when we were all grumped up and exhausted, we all gelled seamlessly. Even that day we were all totally on the same page, it’s just that we were f*ckin’ miserable. Throughout our trip we never allowed each other to get too bent out of shape and were able to use humor to break any potential tension before it could even build. Case in point…Stace acting out how she is going to feel crammed into her seat on the way home tomorrow.

So many laughs and so much fun. Thank you girls for a fantastic vacation 🇩🇪🇧🇪🇳🇱. The first of many. ❤️

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In Brugge…

First off, if anyone hasn’t seen the movie In Bruges, you must. Secondly, you then need to come visit this magical place.

This morning we were rushed out of bed at the crack of about 9:30 because we had things to see and places to go!

Is pretty much all heard, but I was complicit regardless.

It was a beautiful, sunny day once again. Other than one day in Amsterdam, we have really had fantastic weather.

It’s really hard to describe how beautiful this little town is. The cobblestone streets lined with a million little chocolate shops and restaurants is so quaint which makes for a pleasurable stroll.

These are chocolate. Chocolate tools that look like real rusted tools with a little rust on them. Absolutely amazing!

There was, however, soooo many people. We stopped in one chocolate shop where the girls enjoyed the free sample plate and were chatting with the shopkeeper about how busy it was. She said it was absolutely normal (6 million visitors come through Brugge per year) and that the town doesn’t do any kind of tourism type of promotions because it is overrun with visitors. Like I said, I was here about 6 years ago and it wasn’t even close to this busy. We were hoping to take a ride on a boat through the canals, but we didn’t feel like waiting in line so we didn’t bother.

We finally had enough shopping and decided it was time to rest and have a sit down.

This one was over it…

This is me shopping.

Yeah, okay, I ran out of steam much quicker than the other two, but I was happy with that couch.

We wandered around the square to find a nice place in the sun to have our daily cocktail and ended up sitting next to two cheeky old birds from London 🇬🇧

Angie and Chrissy. 😊

We enjoyed a few cocktails and some great conversation before we decided to take a ride on the horse drawn carriage together.

After the carriage ride it was dinner and then time to go back to bed my introverted self had enough for the day.

Today was our last full day before we head back to Amsterdam tomorrow (Saturday) and then fly home on Sunday.

Brugge was a great finale to what has been an amazing trip!

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Travel day

Today was a pretty full day of travel. We were up early making sure we took advantage of our ‘free’ breakfast one last time before we boarded the train en route to Brugge, 🇧🇪. With a transfer in Frankfurt, and then one in Brussels, everything went so smoothly we are starting to feel like seasoned travelers. This one was pretty excited to begin our journey.

This was our last little train trip from Brussels to Brugge. Brandi wasn’t getting too close to anyone at this point 😂. We were all ready to be done at this point.

A full day of travel later and we arrived in Brugge. I was here a few years ago and it might be more fantastic than I can remember. I don’t think Stacey really likes it though.

We did a little bit of wandering, but all day on trains left us feeling a little hungry and ready for a cocktail heaven forbid we go a day without drinking. We found a nice little restaurant right in the main square and enjoyed a lovely evening of good food and conversation. That was our view during dinner. 👍🏼

When in Belgium it is mandatory to have a waffle, so I was just following the rules.

The waffle was crisp, chocolate just the right amount of bitter, and the whipping cream the right amount of sweet. Believe me, it didn’t last long! Yum.

We had another great, full day. Tomorrow we have to get all our exploring shopping taken care of so we need a good nights sleep so we can have an early start. Speaking of good night sleep, the hotel is fantastic. It’s cool and quiet and lends itself to wonderful sleeping conditions. Hopefully a good night sleep is to come! 🇧🇪

Tomorrow will be our last full day of vacation. We couldn’t be more pleased with our trip to this point and we look forward to our day.

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Last one was a good one!

We woke up this morning somewhat unsure of what our plan was for the day. Two days ago the thought of a 2 hour train ride to Füssen was a non-starter, but after feeling like we had seen all we had wanted to in Munich, we were left without a plan. We had a few suggestions, but in my heart I had been wanting to see the Neuschwanstein Castle for a long time, and I felt an adventure through the German countryside would be a great option for the day. After a brief discussion with the gals, we had our plan in place and off we went.

Here I am hard at work trying to sort out the ever so difficult not difficult at all if you have half a brain train route.

We had a one hour trip to Buchloe and had to switch over to another one that brought us to Füssen.

Füssen is a lovely little town with the mountains as the backdrop and it’s beautiful buildings and quaint shops, it was such a delight to stroll the streets. It was so nice to get out of the city and into a classic European town.

Initially we weren’t sure if we wanted to make the climb up to the castle, but we ran into a local shopkeeper who said that we ‘must’ go, so we did.

The hike up the mountain was, well for me anyway, slow and steady, but it honestly felt really good to get some exercise. The path was well shaded by trees which made the temperature extremely comfortable, on an otherwise, very warm day.

Those gals powered ahead as if there was a prize for being first, but my wise soul knew getting there third didn’t matter. You have to let them win at something sometime 🤷🏼‍♀️

This was my view the entire way 🙄

Me, watching their 6.

Stacey got tired here and wanted a pic of this lovely waterfall.

I decided I would do my best impression of a giraffe wanted a pic as well! What is up with that leg??

We finally made it to the top and I have to say the ‘front entry’ was a little disappointing.

Seriously? Anyway, we didn’t bother spending the money on a tour of the interior because the line was huge and the next available tour was 2.5 hours away. Honestly the train ride through the country, the scenery all around, and the walk up the hill was worth the trip already.

We were about to descend when a mother and daughter overheard us and suggested that we make sure to make ANOTHER 20 minute hike to a bridge where we could get a view of the whole thing. In my mind, that’s what I really wanted to see in person anyway, so we decided to go for it. More much needed walking. Apparently this is a balance thing?

Once you meander around you get to bridge that overlooks a gorge. It is absolutely jammed with people jockeying for position to get a shot of the castle.

The bridge is definitely not for the faint of heart, and if you had any fear of heights or feelings of claustrophobia, this would not be for you. That didn’t bother any of us and we wedged ourselves on the bridge and got our pics.

The most anxiety I felt was watching Stacey hold my phone and wondering at which moment it was going to go toppling over the edge and into the gorge 200m below. Thankfully she held tight.

Definitely worth the hike. 👍🏼

People think hiking up hill is the difficult, but all of us agreed that down was worse so Stacey put on a her funeral song and we jogged down. It was quick, easy and painless. The quicker we got down, the quicker we got to go eat and have 🥘!

After a bit of shopping and totally forgetting to go back for these Snowballs, we headed back to the train station.

I can’t believe we forgot to sample the snowballs!!!! 😩

In spite of that, it was a little day trip that turned out to a fantastic little adventure!

Tomorrow we are up relatively early to catch a train to Bruges, 🇧🇪 for the final leg of our journey. Belgian waffles, we’re coming for ya! 7 day fast upon return, I’m comin’ for ya.

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Incredibly horrifying.

Today was the high water mark of our trip to Munich, and a big reason why Munich was a stop on our adventure. Today we visited Dachau to learn more about the atrocious and horrifying acts carried out against humanity during WW2. We had the chance to pay our respects to those who suffered, lost love ones, and their lives in this wretched place some 75 years ago.

Upon entering the Memorial the mood is still somewhat light. It’s a slight walk before you enter the gates where so many prisoners were held and lived their final days in an unspeakable fashion. However, nearly immediately upon entering, nothing about this place feels light.

Arbeit Macht Frei’

“Work will set you free” is what the prisoners were greeted at the gate with. They were told that they were going to a work camp. As true is that was, they weren’t told it would also be a place of torture, loss, humiliation, disease, starvation and horrible death. The Germans used the prisoners largely as slave labor to assist in the war effort. The demand on the prisoners was high while living conditions and basic necessities of life were provided at a bare minimum.

The Dachau camp was of the first of the Nazi camps which opened in 1933 and was intended to hold political prisoners. Although roughly 40000 people died at Dachau it wasn’t intended as an extermination camp. Initially it was intended to hold 5000 prisoners, but upon liberation, over 30000 people were crammed in. Typhus, dysentery among other diseases plagued 10000 of the 30 000 prisoners that remained.

This is the area where prisoners were registered when they first arrived at camp. Here it was decided whether or not they were fit to work and to what degree. These poor people had no clue what the Nazi bastards had in store for them.

The camp was comprised of 32 ‘Barracks’ buildings, 7 guard towers, and a crematorium over approximately 25 acres. There was a large section of the camp that was used for SS training ground.

A pic of the camp while in operation:

Pictures of the barracks:

The prisoners had only limited time between their work shifts to eat and relieve themselves. In that ‘downtime’ they were required to clean and scour every inch of their living quarters. Time using the bathroom was often when guards would harass and humiliate the people. The psychological abuse, along with the physical abuse was extreme at Dachau.

The next part of the camp is the most chilling.

Prisoners were brought to the crematorium under the guise of having a shower. Prisoners were brought in the far end of the building and told to shed their clothing. Guards would then pile their clothing in a fumigation chamber for future disposal.

From here they were brought into a holding area where they were told they would be proceeding to the next room for a shower.

Shower’

This was written above the door leading into the gas chamber in order to trick the prisoners as a means to get them into the next room. Keep in mind this camp wasn’t used as a mass extermination camp, but smaller groups of sick, elderly, or otherwise, were killed here.

The next room was the gas chamber. Prisoners would pile in and see shower heads coming out of the ceiling which would ease their mind for a moment. Before too long they realized the shower heads were fake and poisonous pellets were added to the system which would quickly engulf them, leading to a slow, horrible death. The above is a spot where a faux shower had been installed in the ceiling. Dirty, horrible bastards. Openings in the ceilings where poisonous gas was filtered in.

Bodies were piled outside later to be fed into the ovens.

This crematorium was the second, and larger crematorium that was built at Dachau. The original one still remains, but was no longer in use because it became too small to suit the needs of the psychos running the camp.

Once you leave the crematorium there are a series of memorials arranged for the 1000’s of nameless people who lost their lives.

As you proceed down a path and try to process what you just saw, you come across a shooting range and an execution wall.

It’s absolutely chilling and heartbreaking all at the same time.

A few memorials for the different religions that composed the prisoners of the camp have been erected. Below is the Jewish Memorial.

There are only two barracks buildings that remain. The rest have been destroyed and all that remains is the foundation for each of the 32 that used to exist.

We ended up spending about 4 hours at the camp and we were totally exhausted by the end of it. We took a long break in the museum portion before we headed back to Munich.

It’s hard to describe the day as a good one considering what we had just observed, but it was a good day. Educational, alarming, and infuriating. I think we are all very glad we got a chance to see it and share it with each other. ❤️🇩🇪😢

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