What impressed me from the first moment in Innsbruck were the colorful houses on the Inn River with the snow-capped Alps on the background. So much beauty, it looked like fake, just as it was lost in the fog of
Now if I say I knew St. Anton my nose will grow like Pinocchio's. But it turned out to be the birthplace of alpine skiing, since St. Anton am Arlberg has been welcoming winter lovers for over 100 years.
Three days in a private chalet in Austria were enough for us to reset for the whole year! Pures Leben in Styria is a dream come true in real life.
One day I took the plane and three trains to get to South Tyrol, north of Italy and the San Luis retreat Hotel & Lodges. Forty-two tree houses around a lake, all surrounded by forty hectares of forest.
Amidst the bavarian Alpine mountains, surrounded by tall trees dressed in the discreet white veil of snow, a majestic castle stands on the hill and looks like it has sprung from the pages of a Disney fairy tale.
After Folegandros, our island-hopping journey led us to the enchanting world of Milos, an island that does not look like any other in the Cyclades.
The first (and longest) stop of our island-hopping holiday on the Greek islands this summer, which painted our summer dreams with brilliant blue, was Folegandros. An island, personified by Greek Goddess Artemis.
Our initial plan was to visit Folegandros in June and Astypalea in July. But sometimes when a man makes plans, God (well… almost) makes them better! The final plan included five destinations: Folegandros, Milos, Serifos, Paros, and Astypalea.