Friday, September 18, 2015

The Lisas

Of course the first thing we Lisas do is find a comfy bed to snuggle on! 
I love Nashville with these two.
Plopping down in the middle of Lisa G and Martin's life for a weekend was the best.
Ol' green, the fun truck.
The sweetest girl on the planet
Carved in wood now forever...

Thursday, September 17, 2015

Sailor Boy

Monday, September 7, 2015

Three's Company

The Hills Are Alive

Bavarian Alps
Neuschwanstein Castle

Sunday, September 6, 2015

Climate Change

Searching for a bit of cool weather, Germany had a different idea, giving us a couple of warm days traipsing from one biergarten to the next in Munich before the temps dropped to an unbelievably perfect rest of the trip. Speaking of Climate Change - these Germans are the real deal. Everywhere you look there are signs of actual acknowledgment and serious effort to reduce waste and make a real difference in our future. Solar panels on roofs, wind energy turbines in the fields, toilets with two buttons - one for #1 and one for #2, light sensors in hallways, a 50:50 ratio of recycling bins to trash bins. It's not political, just smart. And another thing about the climate - just a really nice bunch of people. Another tidbit Tami told us about was a lack of crime. I didn't look it up, but throughout our stay, amazing things kept happening. I'd drop a $20 euro and someone handed it to me. I walked into an adorable hotel late one afternoon and asked for a room for two nights. The nice lady handed me a key, an actual real key attached to a heavy silver holder, took one of my bags and showed me the way. I asked if she needed anything from me and she said, "OK, what's your name?" I told her and she said, "Well, welcome, Lisa." No credit card, no driver's license. Just welcome.

It's the sixty and seventy year old women running things over there. A beautiful, hard working bunch that do it with a calm, efficient, effortless looking style. We ran into just one women, though, during a busy lunch hour and when I asked, "Sprechen sei English?" she replied, "Yes, I need a moment alone," and we never saw her again. Good for her, I say.

Thursday, September 3, 2015

Porsche Man

Like a kid in a candy store.



Tuesday, September 1, 2015


Since Mr. Kickball star sliced open his hand a few days before we left, making driving impossible, it was Auto Mom to the rescue on the German Autobahn. A not-so-sexy six speed American four door, trying to keep up with a never ending line of BMW, Audi, Porsche, Mercedes beasts. All I can say is - get out of the way. A one second look down and you've got a 120mph blur coming at your rear. But these drivers are civilized. You learn fast to pass and move. Get in an out fast and back in line, letting others free to pass you by. Our new-to-Germany friend, Tami, explained that drivers who go slow in the fast lane are referred to as "snakes," and the only thing different from them and the real ones is  that the slow poke drivers have the "asses in the front" - ha! I hit over a hundred a couple of times - vroom, vroom!