Why? Well, we had lots and lots of cousin bonding time, as a group:
And in various pairs and trios:
We had our first official cousin photobomb in the snow in Vienna:
Christmas gifts included official gear from the Slovenian National Football Team. We're all big fans now!
Dahlia also made Jake a DIY "My Name is BOSS" coffee mug, which is most fitting (and hilarious) if you know Jake:
We played some super fun games. Here is our "make a hat from a napkin contest" (Georgia is great at origami, so she won with her upside down origami cup hat):
We even used Google translate to figure out Chance and Community Chest.
We had a snowball fight in Vienna:
We were blown away by Vienna's museums and beauty. I'd never been to any of the cities we visited, and one quick lesson was that the Hapsburg Empire was huge and super extra rich for five hundered years or so before World War I. Seriously, the 16th to 19th century Viennese buildings compare favorably with Paris's or London's, just spectacular. for just one example, here's the interior to the Austrian National Library:
We got a little burned out on Museums:
We took A LOT of photos (when we could find our cameras). Anyone who knows my Mom will recognize this shot:
We even snuck in some grown up fun. Here's the middle aged grownups at 12:01 a.m., January 1, 2015 on the streets of Budapest:
The smartest thing we did was let my Mom choose all the hotels. She became the Picasso of Booking.com. More importantly (from the girls' point of view) was that my parents travel in STYLE. Five star hotels in every town. Here's Indya and my Dad in front of the Beaux Arts masterpiece the Hotel Pariz in Prague:
Here we are at the extra yummy breakfast:
Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday because of the food and the gratitude, but this year there was no contest: Christmas was the winner by a mile. Family visits will do that for you. I hadn't traveled with my parents in Europe since 1990(!), and I can't say for sure when we'll have a chance to do it again. Here are Dahlia and Georgia hugging my parents after giving them their homemade gifts:
When we parted ways my Mom cried super hard and noted just how happy she is that she lived to see this trip. Her kids happy and healthy and travelling together one more time, but with our own extended families all mashed together. It is a funny thing that sometimes it takes a move/disruption to highlight what we have at home, and this Christmas brought that lesson in spades.