Good Morning Vienna Waking up to the sound of a rooster greeting the morning was my reminder that I was in Vienna. A curious black cat wandered in to see who was sleeping, then wandered out again. Upstairs, the fish swam to the front of the aquarium as I approached, and I stopped for a…
I had been travelling for a few days by the time we landed in Vienna, and when the captain announced our arrival, it felt surreal. The airport wasn’t the large international terminal I had been expecting, but something closer to a regional city airport. Quiet, manageable, and unexpectedly calm. My host had arranged for her…
Originally, I was planning to go on a yoga tour through France and Italy. It sounded perfect. After a few days in Paris, the 15-day tour would travel through the French Alps, stopping at several scenic villages for yoga sessions before crossing into the Italian Alps for more of the same. From there, we would…