Dublin, doubly

Day 21 & 22

We left our hotel in the morning and headed to Schiphol for the last time. After a brunch at Leon, we lined up early for security due to overcrowding the previous week. Despite the long lines, they had only three lines open, and said it was very fast wait times compared to average. Uh, Schiphol... This was my first time boarding here despite arriving here three times in the past three weeks.

Ein Tag in München

Day 20

We had about half a day to spend in the capital of Bavaria; we arrived at lunchtime and had a flight that evening back to Amsterdam.

We stepped out of the station and immediately saw a huge protest making its way through the streets, with multiple police officers accompanying it. After the protesters passed by, we trailed behind them to find a place for lunch.

The Salt Fortress

Day 19

After hopping on the train towards the other side of Austria, we found ourselves in Salzburg, which literally translates to the title above.

We hopped into a grocery store at the station, and I stocked up on snacks. It was here that I found my favourite Haribo of all time, the Dinos! I sadly have yet to locate it elsewhere.

Not pictured is our visits to the birthplace and house of Mozart - both locations prohibited photography.

The Village of Hallstatt

Day 18

We left our apartment in the morning to make our way to the train station. A train and ferry ride later, we found ourselves awestruck by the beauty of Hallstatt.

Coffee in Vienna

Day 16 & 17

Vienna! We dropped off our things at the apartment and headed out for the evening.




 It was already quite late, so we paid a visit to the Schloss Belvedere before having dinner nearby.

Temiskaming Shores

The day after I got off the plane, we headed up to Temiskaming Shores. A city of less than 10k people, it is probably one of the smallest places we had visited for a trip that was not related to camping, skiing, or where outdoor activity was the main reason for visiting.

The Bruce Peninsula

Foreword: I am finally catching up to writing some very delayed posts. Please enjoy our trip to the land snuggled between the Georgian Bay and Lake Huron.

All walks of life, pt. 2

Another memorable meeting happened during my stay in Yellowknife. It is simply a coincidence that it happened in the north yet again.

We stayed at a B&B again, but this was the type where essential breakfast items are provided, and you cook and eat at your leisure. We bought some other items to supplement our breakfast.



We met a few groups of friends and family and managed to outstay them all. On one of our final nights, we came back from a long day of dog-sledding and found a jolly man drinking wine and watching the Olympics in the shared kitchen.

BCYK: Adieu, Yukon

Our last morning in the Yukon kicked off with homemade waffles and rhubarb juice. We enjoyed one last long chat with our host before we parted.

BCYK: Hot springs and ski planes

These are the kind of mornings I dreamed about when I was a child. A cozy fire, sunlight filtering in through the porch, the smell of breakfast wafting through the wooden cabin walls.

BCYK: Magic in Kluane

Another morning, another delicious breakfast from our B&B host. After another morning of long chats and stories, we began the long drive towards Kluane National Park and Reserve.



The lovely view through our cracked windshield.

BCYK: Whitehorse

Yukon marks 11/13 and the first territory we visited! We stayed at a bed & breakfast in Whitehorse, and spent our days exploring the city, hiking through Kluane, and even freezing our butts off on Canada's tallest peak. One thing we should have done was bring our passports so we could cross over to Alaska - it honestly hadn't crossed our mind when packing.

Our first stop after picking up our car was lunch - Burnt Toast Cafe was highly recommended by a coworker who had once lived here.

All walks of life, pt. 1

One of my favourite parts of travelling is being able to meet people from different corners of the world. Sometimes there are people you meet that leave a lasting impression, offer a new perspective, or just make your day/trip that much more enjoyable.



The most memorable person I met while travelling has to be our B&B host in Whitehorse, YT. She remains one of the strongest people I have ever met, and I cannot remember being so in awe of someone before.