After walking around Split for a few days, Daniel and I decided to take a guided tour of the Dalmatian hinterland. Mostly we wanted to see Klis Fortress which is perched on a hilltop about 15 kilometers outside of town. The tour also included stops at Stella Croatia (a local family-owned food company) and Vranjača Cave.
When we disembarked from the airport shuttle bus near Split’s ferry terminal, the sun was just about to set. The setting sun cast the harbor in a lovely golden hue as we walked along the wharf to Split’s old part of town. The main pedestrian-only thoroughfare was lined with pricey restaurants and vendors hawking souveniers to the holiday-goers. Then we turned a corner and were transported back in time.
Barcelona is one of my favorite cities in the world and a place that I keep returning to. Daniel and I kicked off the international portion of our vagabonding adventure in Barcelona so that we’d be in familiar surroundings while we recovered from jet lag.
It’s the afternoon of Saturday, October 12 and I’m sitting in the air conditioned lobby of the Embassy Suites by Hilton near the Newark Airport. I’ve been here for several hours listening to guests check into the hotel and working on my blog. I should be in Barcelona right now. But I’m not.
I’ve always wanted to see the Statue of Liberty. Somehow, I’ve never got around to it on my previous visits to New York. With Katjia at school all day today, Daniel and I spontaneously decided to remedy that oversight. I felt a little self-conscious about doing something so overtly *touristy* but I wasn’t going to let that stop me.
On the morning of October 9, Daniel and I awoke to a drizzly day in Brooklyn. We’d arrived in New York a few days previously to visit Daniel’s daughter. Katjia recently moved to New York to attend Pace University and we wanted to visit her before we began travelling internationally.
Founded by Swiss immigrants in the mid-1800s, Helvetia is a tiny town in the middle of nowhere. To get there, our GPS took us on a route that involved driving on a gravel road for half an hour. Due to the area’s isolation, Helvetia has largely maintained its Swiss traditions. Despite a population of only 59 people, the town boasts a number of businesses including a cheese shop, a bed and breakfast, and Swiss restaurant called the Hütte.