Eggishorn and the Aletsch Arena

When we woke in Fiesch, we had no plans. I hadn’t researched much this far into the trip, thinking we would have time on planes and trains beforehand. It didn’t help that wifi and phone signal was spotty, and most of the websites for the Fietsch area were strictly in German, or had limited information…

“Long Lost” Family and Traveling

Phillip gets a birthday card every year from his “Aunt” Olga that lives in the Netherlands. When I asked how they’re related, no one could say for sure, just that her last name is Van Reijn so must be through Phillip’s fathers’s mother. We meant to mail her a letter months earlier, but with wedding…