My overwhelming memory of my day out in Bregenz is how difficult it was to get there. This is a Year Abroad story. I was a student living for a year in French-speaking west Switzerland and it finally occurred to me the month before I left that there wasn’t actually any reason why I needed… More Bregenz
For a most unseasonal winter – it’s astonishingly warm here after being so bitterly cold a few weeks ago – I have a little selection of snow pictures for your delectation.
My parents – no, let’s be frank – my mum likes to go to Austria for her summer holiday every year. Once upon a time, we could vary it and go to Italy or Spain once in a while but now they’re stuck in a pattern of going to the same apartment in the same village… More My First Mountain: The Talkaser
Since I’m limping around with an injury from semi-extreme sports (zorbing at Ranger camp; I thought I’d broken my back. I haven’t but two weeks on, it still hurts!), I thought I’d bring out an older semi-extreme sport. I say “semi-extreme”. If I was flying solo, I’d think of it as extremely extreme but I was… More Paragliding