Tirolean Tidings

It's typical to experience sun, rain and precipitation in Europe, especially a mixed forecast traveling through the Bavarian Alps. Lucky for us, the sun busts open as the most opportune times giving us shutter bugs something to smile about.

With first class arrangements we traveled by train this morning to Austria's Tirolean capital, Innsbruck. Better known for the winter Olympics in 1964 and 1976, this city is an internationally renowned ski town. We are staying in 'Old Town' where the landmark Golden Roof still stands at the plaza center surrounded by medieval houses and a labyrinth of tiny alleyways. My memories are still vivid when I toured here as a kid in 1980 - that's the sort of iconic impression this glorious city makes on people.

Tuesday, Donna and I hit the glacier slopes of the Tirol. There will be hundreds of cable cars and lifts to swoosh us to the top of the world in comfort. The most prominent and highest ski resorts are Kitzbühel and Seefeld, however, I think Donna and I are aiming for something safer. Our hired mountain guide better provide us with an overview and advice on where to ski and where NOT to. After defying the laws of gravity, apres-skiing (partying) kicks off in full force in downtown Innsbruck.