I could hear Lucerne long before strolling its streets. I heard it splash my face with drizzling rain the minute that I stepped out of the train station. While waiting for the bus to my hotel, I could hear Lucerne grumble. The skies suggested more than just a light rainfall for the day. I could hear Lucerne as I boarded the shortest funicular railway in Europe at the Art Hotel Montana. When you try to load 7 people and their luggage into said mode of transport, you can hear the most depressing of thuds. And I could hear Lucerne perhaps most serenely from my balcony, listening to snow sprinkled Continue Reading
Discerning The Connections of Travel On Lake Lucerne
With just a few more weeks left of my travels in Europe, I wanted to highlight each week a piece of what I love about travel. Perhaps in an effort to close out my time, I want to make sure I appreciate all that I have seen, heard, and experienced for I know not when I will return. This week, I am grateful to travel for the connections with time, people and places it lends. I quickly recognized this while strolling the pinched to perfection streets of Lucerne, Switzerland. A place so perfect has to have one scar or blemish. Where is it? Lucerne’s beauty mark can be found on every restaurant Continue Reading