Hallstatt

Change of plans. We are in Hallstatt, Austria instead of Füßen. It’s a small town in the alps and next to a lake. The prettiest place any of us have ever been.

Because Mom is begging me not to embarrass them on the blog, I really have to write something. Dad has tried to be in the vacation mode, but when the tour guide said the Alps contained limestone, he had the business idea to mine them and flatten Austria.

Mom didn’t do much to embarrass herself. She probably did kill a duck, though. At lunch, we were throwing bread to the ducks on the lake, and mom threw a crouton from her garlic soup. It freaked out a little bit, dipping its head in the water a lot. It probably can’t fly now.