We started our trip in Venice. Raphie seems to have grown some hair since our last visit.
We got to see Tanja, Nicolo, and Nevena.
We stopped quickly in Trieste on the way to Slovenia.
Ljubljana
a quick bike ride in Bled
a healthy lunch (the local specialty is cream cake)
Slurping the last drops of Slovenia as Vienna waits for us.
The Opera House. Raphael is disappointed to learn that Herbert von Karajan is "retired."
A quick stop in Bratislava (with Daniel and Brigitta, who hosted us in Vienna)
Communist-era tramways do not appear to interest Raphael
Daniel and Brigitta's Communist-era car is, however, slightly more interesting
I will be petitioning to rename the song The Gray Danube (Linz, Austria). Signatures, anybody?
Salzburg - before Raphael started to whine that he wanted to go in the car and sleep
Raphael napped from Salzburg, through Germany and his mother's screaming about going too fast on the Autobahn, only to wake up just in time to whine he was hungry for lunch.
After a picnic, the boys relax in Innsbruck.
Yes, that's the ski jump in the background.
As could be expected, there wasn't much to see in Liechtenstein.
Our last stop was Zurich, before heading back to France.
We started our trip in Venice. Raphie seems to have grown some hair since our last visit.
We got to see Tanja, Nicolo, and Nevena.
We stopped quickly in Trieste on the way to Slovenia.
Ljubljana
a quick bike ride in Bled
a healthy lunch (the local specialty is cream cake)
Slurping the last drops of Slovenia as Vienna waits for us.
The Opera House. Raphael is disappointed to learn that Herbert von Karajan is "retired."
A quick stop in Bratislava (with Daniel and Brigitta, who hosted us in Vienna)
Communist-era tramways do not appear to interest Raphael
Daniel and Brigitta's Communist-era car is, however, slightly more interesting
I will be petitioning to rename the song The Gray Danube (Linz, Austria). Signatures, anybody?
Salzburg - before Raphael started to whine that he wanted to go in the car and sleep
Raphael napped from Salzburg, through Germany and his mother's screaming about going too fast on the Autobahn, only to wake up just in time to whine he was hungry for lunch.
After a picnic, the boys relax in Innsbruck.
Yes, that's the ski jump in the background.
As could be expected, there wasn't much to see in Liechtenstein.
Our last stop was Zurich, before heading back to France.
