When bad things happen on a good vacation

Keep calm & carry on.

I’ve never given much thought to the part luck plays in my travel experiences until I spent my final vacation of 2017 getting stitched up in an airport clinic shortly after landing in Germany.

We hadn’t even made it out of Frankfurt airport when everything went wrong. With our bags in tow, my husband and I stepped onto an escalator that made an unexpected and sudden lurch forward. It was only for a split second or two, but in the half a moment I had to catch my breath and balance, I realized my bag was toppling. The force of gravity presented me with a choice: Let the bag go, into those behind me, or risk my balance to grab it.

If I’ve ever wondered what I would do in a situation like that, I now know. When I grabbed the bag I prevented disaster for those behind me, but my fall came hard, and right onto the teeth of the escalator steps. That’s how I ended up feeling like one unlucky traveller. I tried to pretend I was okay, but a very kind man, Russell, who was on duty and happened to have seen me topple, knew I wasn’t okay. If ever there was an angel that day, it was Russell.

Lucky there was a medical clinic with a surgeon on duty in Frankfurt airport
Lucky for me there was a medical clinic with a surgeon on duty in Frankfurt airport
Lucky for me, Russell was there and realized I needed immediate medical attention. He escorted me to an airport clinic that I would never in a million years have found on my own, especially in my condition. An experienced surgeon unexpectedly happened to be on duty that day, and he would be able to stitch me up with the nine stitches I needed in my knee.  I wouldn’t need to go to hospital.

“Your first day here?” the surgeon asked.

“Yes,” I said.

“Well, you’re not going to be doing any walking for the next three days,” he said. “You must keep your leg straight. How long are you planning to stay in Frankfurt?”

“Five days.”

We were lucky to be in Frankfurt at all. My husband and I had originally planned to fly directly to Helsinki, then up to the Finnish Lapland for some snowy, cold weather. We also hoped to see the northern lights. In the midst of our planning, we were unexpectedly offered two first class tickets to Frankfurt, so without further thought, we extended our trip and changed our plans to include Germany. New Year’s Eve fireworks in Frankfurt sounded like fun. We hadn’t been there in years.

Without complications, the surgeon said, I would be able to make our flight to Finland. Oh, and he also told me Finland has excellent health care if anything went wrong while I was there. Lucky me.

Very lucky for me we were booked at Steigenberger Frankfurter Hof
Very lucky for me we were booked at Steigenberger Frankfurter Hof
I had five painful days of luxury. It isn’t often that we get a bargain on such a great hotel, but I had found a deal–and we splurged a bit–to stay at the Steigenberger Frankfurter Hof Hotel. This was especially lucky because it’s one of those hotels where the staff go to great lengths to see that customers are taken care of. And I was. This included early check in, bringing up ice packs, and checking in to make sure I was okay. Boris, the concierge, went above and beyond the call of duty to help out. My husband joked about the lengths I’d go to for room service, but it was a necessity we were thankful for. The hotel even had a private New Year’s Eve fireworks display right there on the premises, which was especially nice because I could not walk to the area where we had originally planned to view the citywide fireworks.

New Year's Fireworks at the Steigenberger Frankfurter Hof
New Year’s Fireworks at the Steigenberger Frankfurter Hof
I also learned that many people have been injured on this escalator. One man, I was told, lost nearly all of his front teeth. A lady had several broken bones. A man sustained a concussion. And the list went on. Nearly everyone who knew the airport well had a story about the escalator. I quickly began to feel quite fortunate to have only required a few stitches to the knee.

All of this recuperative luxuriating gave me a lot of time to think about some of my past travel experiences. I began to wonder to what extent experiences are caused by good luck, bad luck, or if they are all just simple random events.

For quite a long while it seemed that disaster either preceded or followed me wherever in the world I travelled. Once, a good friend of mine asked to be notified whenever I planned a trip so she could make sure her family was on the opposite side of the globe. I laughed but she wasn’t joking.

“You and your husband were at a tourist area in Egypt a couple of days before it was attacked by terrorists. What about the fires that shut down the train trip you planned? It’s only ever shut down a few times in nearly 100 years. And that plane you were on that broke and then nearly missed the runway trying to land in the fog?” She was right. And there was more. But I think the clincher was when we happened to be on our way to a family vacation in Thailand on the day of the tsunami. Surely bad luck, right?

We missed disaster by a couple of days
We missed potential disaster by a couple of days
I had to remind my friend that we missed the shooting; the train ride may have been postponed but it happened before we arrived and was rescheduled during a time of nicer weather; the plane ultimately landed safely; albeit in another city; and that family trip to Thailand was one of the best trips we’ve ever had.

The train rolled again
The train rolled again
As for Thailand, it had taken a double hit; first the damage to the infrastructure from the tsunami, and then the subsequent loss of tourists. Before landing, we checked in with our travel contacts in Thailand who asked us to please, please, please consider continuing our journey in their country. So we did. We were only able to do that because we had been unable to book our trip in our preferred order.

Our original plan, to head down to the coastal area first, and then up into the mountains with Bangkok in between, had not worked out. Every place we tried to book was full, so we had to reverse the order of our travel within the country. Although not happy about it at the time, it all turned out to be quite lucky, though, because Chiangmai, which was in the mountains, and Bangkok were all areas untouched by the giant tsunami. That’s where we were going first. We thought the odds were pretty high that things would be cleaned up by the time we reached our coastal resort, and they were. We were very lucky our original plans didn’t work out.

One of the few signs of the tsunami were the shells swept ashore by the giant wave
One of the few signs of the tsunami were the shells swept ashore by the giant wave
My husband and I are careful planners, never reckless, and we always buy travel insurance for major trips (Travel tip: buy travel insurance). Things just happen that we have no control over. I’ve had the good fortune to bump into old friends from the east coast while hiking in a remote area of Alaska, and to make new friends while stranded in a small town in Sweden.

There are many instances, more than I can count, when what I originally thought was bad luck turned out to be the very thing that tipped not-so-good odds in my favor, and also times when good luck surely didn’t turn out to be so good. Every traveller I know has similar stories.

Snowy Christmas trees greeted us in Finland
Snowy Christmas trees greeted us in Finland
In spite of my circumstances on this last trip, I felt pretty lucky when we finally made it up to Inari, Finland and were greeted by the beautiful snowy Christmas trees. The northern lights even came out on our first evening, but I was still quite upset that I would have to miss out on all the wonderful cross country skiing and hiking we had planned. But guess what happened next? A snow storm moved in making those activities not so appealing for a few days. Suddenly I felt lucky to have an excuse to sit by the fire and read.

Lucky Northern Lights on our first night in Inari, Finland
Lucky Northern Lights on our first night in Inari, Finland
Jaclyn ✨❤️


THE escalator shut down
THE escalator shut down





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First real hike. Really more of a walk
First real hike. Who am I kidding?! It was really more of a walk.

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Scandinavian Christmas – Part 4

Last year our family spent Christmas in Scandinavia. The post will be divided into five sections, starting in Stockholm, then south to Gränna & Jönköping, by Lake Vättern, then to Abisko for the Northern Lights, followed by Tromsø, Norway for a special Christmas display before heading back to Stockholm

Part 4: Abisko National Park and Christmas in Tromsö, Norway

We made it to Abisko with clear skies in the forecast and made plans to take the lift up Mount Noulja to the Aurora Sky Station.  Would the Northern Lights cooperate?

After arriving at Abisko National Park and checking into our hotel, we all took a nap to prepare for the long night ahead.  

Clear skies in the forecast & a perfect night for viewing - if the lights decide to come out
Clear skies in the forecast & a perfect night for viewing – if the lights decide to come out
 When it was time to wake up for dinner, I was too sleepy to care about food, and didn’t want to leave the cozy warmth of my bed. I’d had less than five hours of restless sleep – tops, over the past 48 hours, and that included my nap on the lobby sofa. But we had dinner reservations and I knew I would be hungry at some point–likely when everything was closed.  When it happens, hunger interrupts everything else, so I had to take care of that. 

Considering the rave reviews, the fact that the restaurant doesn’t stay open all night, and that dinner orders are taken when reservations are made, I forced myself out of the sack, cleaned up, and joined the guys for dinner.  

The meal that got me through the night
The meal that got me through the night

After a heavenly (pun 😉 ) meal that exceeded all our expectations, and some caffeine to power us up for the evening, we went back to the room and dressed in our warmest clothing before meeting our guide in the hotel lobby.  

We walked down the street a few blocks to a station at the bottom of Mount Noulja for viewing info and rules, then we were advised to grab a snowsuit to wear over the clothing we were already bundled up in. Time consuming it was, and quite a struggle. I could barely move, and felt like an overdressed toddler when I finally got everything on.  Always the one who’s cold, even I was roasting in all those layers.

The moment we started the ride up to the Aurora Sky Station, I understood why we needed all the clothes.  


All warm and toasty at first, I was ready for a quiet, peaceful, ride with a lovely view as we slid into our seats and pulled down the safety bar.  But that warm, fuzzy feeling changed almost instantly. Instead of enjoying the 30 minute ride, I couldn’t wait for it to end. The bitter cold had me trying to calculate how long humans can survive freezing temps while on chairlifts. My hood kept blowing off, and my son spent the ride up holding it on for me (thanks Will 🙂 so I could keep my scarf from flying away. He seemed to be enjoying the whole experience. 

Now, I’m no wimp in cold weather. I love it. I’ve spent time in midwinter Alaska, where the temperature was way below zero (Fahrenheit), but I don’t know why it felt so much colder at only 29 degrees. I was certainly dressed for the occasion. 

By the time we reached the top, I was frozen, shivering, and at that moment I found it hard to even imagine that I would ever be warm again.
By the time we reached the top, I was frozen, shivering, and at that moment I found it hard to even imagine that I would ever be warm again.
By the time we reached the top, I was frozen, shivering, and at that moment I found it hard to even imagine that I would ever be warm again, but the Aurora Sky Station was ready for us with a nice cozy fire and lots of hot drinks. We thawed out while listening to a northern lights expert give us viewing and photography tips, and it wasn’t long before we were ready to brave the cold again.  

Green streaks appeared out of nowhere
Green streaks appeared out of nowhere

We went out and waited.  And waited.  After half an hour or so, a thin green streak began to appear across the sky. Then more wispy streaks appeared, followed by a green glow.  The display soon grew into a magnetic dance across the sky (cliché, I know). 

It wasn’t long before we were frozen again.  My hands could barely work the shutter release, but this time we didn’t seem as bothered by it. In fact, we tried to ignore the cold so we wouldn’t have to go in and miss anything.  That’s how people end up with frostbite.  

A green glow moved across the sky
A green glow moved across the sky
The Northern Lights began a magnetic dance
The Northern Lights began a magnetic dance
The Northern Lights grew brighter and more active
The Northern Lights grew brighter and more active
Sometime after midnight, clouds began rolling in and it was time for us to take the lift back down the mountain. As much as I love mountains, heights, cold, and chairlifts, I was not looking forward to the ride down. 

We stayed inside the Aurora Sky Station until we were heated to the core (tip:  warm up just short of sweaty since perspiration could make things feel even worse on the way down 😉  ) then we went out to catch the lift. 

The clouds began to move in as the lights waned
The clouds began to move in as the lights waned
  I caught a second wind about the time we got down the mountain, shed our extra layer of clothing, and began the three block walk back to the lodge. The lights apparently caught a second wind too, and reappeared as we were bravIng our way across the ice and snow to our room.  We finally made it to bed around 4:00.

The lights came out for an encore as we walked back to our room
The lights came out for an encore as we walked back to our room
There was sleet and snow the next day–which meant clouds blocking any view of auroral activity, so we took it easy. The guys went for a hike and I picked up some postcards and souvenirs. I also found a warm, cozy balaclava made from a very soft wool that now belongs to me. I wish I’d had it one day earlier. (Tip: always pack a balaclava for cold climates).

The view during our out-of-this world dinner
The view during our out-of-this world dinner
 That evening we had another divine (😉) dinner. We were seated by the window and noticed stars. It had cleared up. We debated taking another trip up Mount Noulja but decided to stick around the lodge. It was dark enough in the area that we would be able to see northern lights if they came out. 

🎶 Oh Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree 🎶
🎶 Oh Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree 🎶
 So, two days before Christmas while we were out walking in the snow and enjoying the Christmas lights, the northern lights came out again.💚✨ 2 for 2. Yay! And also, on that night, I believe I caught a shot of Santa and his reindeer on a practice run 🎄.

Possible snap of Santa and his reindeer (Rudolph's nose disguised in green)
Possible snap of Santa and his reindeer (Rudolph’s nose disguised in green)
The next morning we had our final breakfast before checking out and heading to the station to catch our train to Norway. Frosty was there to see us off ⛄️.  By evening, hopefully we would arrive in Tromsø.  

Goodbye, Abisko ⛄️❤️
Goodbye, Abisko ⛄️❤️

Next:  Christmas in Tromsø, Norway. Clouds and snow in the forecast.  Yay!  I ❤️ snow.  But will we be lucky enough to see the Northern Lights in Norway, and before leaving the Arctic Circle? 

Also coming –  what to take when braving cold temps. 

xo ✨💚💙

*The unedited draft somehow was released so this is the edited version that should have posted. Beware editing on two separate devices — they don’t always communicate properly 🙂

Scandinavian Christmas – Part 3

Last year our family spent Christmas in Scandinavia. The post will be divided into four (possibly even five 😄) sections, starting in Stockholm, then south to Gränna & Jönköping, by Lake Vättern, then to Abisko for the Northern Lights, followed by Norway for a special Christmas display before heading back to Stockholm

Part 3: Jönköping to Stockholm to catch the Arctic Circle train for an 18-hour ride to Abisko National Park.

We said goodbye to Jönköping
We said goodbye to Jönköping
Aside from seeing my son and introducing my husband to our new friends, this is the part of the trip that had me really, really excited. There is something terribly romantic about travelling in a sleeper car on a train called the Arctic Circle Express to a place so far north that the sun doesn’t rise above the horizon all day, northern lights dance across the sky, and Santa and his reindeer have a primary residence. 

In fact, so excited were we about this part of the trip that I booked the train tickets and hotels in Abisko and Tromsø first, then arranged everything else.  It was already late in the game for making holiday train reservations, and sleeper cars sell out quickly for 18-hour train rides, but we managed to grab one that sleeps four. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me start where I left off from the last post. 

Arctic Circle Train route from Stockholm to Abisko
Arctic Circle Train route from Stockholm to Abisko
  The plan to get a good night’s sleep on our last night in Jönköping so we could wake up early, feel refreshed, and not have to rush was wishful thinking.  I don’t know how or what caused the plan to go awry, but it did, and we were all in an insomniac haze.

We nearly boarded the wrong train out of Jönköping, and in the chaos, my husband forgot to pick up one of his bags. It was left behind, sitting on the platform. The bag was a gift from me and meant a lot to him, which warmed my heart, but I told him not to worry about it.

“You don’t understand,” he told me. “That bag had nearly everything important except my money and my passport.” Uh-oh. He went directly to the conductor. 

This is what my husband's bag looks like, just in case someone happens to see it :)
This is what my husband’s bag looks like, just in case someone happens to see it 😊

“Yes, I saw you leave it on the platform,” she said. “Would you like me to call and have someone pick it up and send it to lost & found?”  Of course he wanted her to do that. “It could be maybe two or three days, but it will go to Stockholm Central lost & found,” she told him.

“We’re never going to see that bag again,” my husband said. I reassured him that may be the case in other places, but he would get it back. We were in Sweden

He checked lost & found nearly every day at first. We filed the required missing bag reports, police reports, and even opened a Twitter account hoping to locate it.

Well, it’s been over nine months now, but his bag still hasn’t made it to lost & found. I’m inclined to believe my husband was right in his initial assessment.

Not sure how I managed to get a selfie & a portrait of hubby
Not sure how I managed to get a selfie & a portrait of hubby
 It’s not easy to relax when a bag is missing, but at least we had hope on our side at that point. We made it into Stockholm Central in plenty of time to grab a quick pizza in the station before boarding the Arctic Circle train. 

Boarding the Arctic Circle Express in Stockholm
Boarding the Arctic Circle Express in Stockholm

Efficiency experts obviously built the sleeper cars, and every last inch of space is utilized. Not quite the fancy James Bond luxury cabins and dining cars, but we had no complaints. 

I lowered the window and we bundled up with the cozy down comforters for the full winter experience. It was already dark when we chugged past the stunning view of Stockholm all lit up in its Christmas glory, and when we finally got out of the city, we pulled down the beds and crunched ourselves in for (hopefully) a long winter’s nap. 

Goodbye We're Leaving Stockholm
Goodbye Stockholm ✨
Leaving Stockholm
Leaving Stockholm
 Leaving the Christmas glitter of Stockholm
Final glitter of Stockholm

 We all woke up at about the same time, frozen.  That’s the first time I’ve heard my son’s teeth chatter since he was little. The temperature had dropped, and the train was screeching to a stop. Surely we hadn’t been asleep eighteen hours. It’s hard to keep track of time when there’s so much darkness & nighttime. I looked at my watch and realized we had only been on the train for five hours.  Just thirteen to go!

We all woke up frozen--Could we have travelled 18 hours already?
We all woke up frozen–Could we have travelled 18 hours already?


I loved being on the train, and couldn’t go back to sleep in spite of my exhaustion. The only thing to see was the moon reflecting off the snow, but I was glued to the window. There was nothing to take pictures of, but that didn’t stop me. Of course, every time I moved it disturbed everyone else. I really tried to be on my best behavior, but I always seemed to need something just out of reach–water, sweater, blanket, extra pillow, etc. I’m sure my family members wished they could have spiked my water with some knock out pills. 

There was nothing to see or photograph, but I couldn't tear myself from the window
There was nothing to see or photograph, but I couldn’t tear myself from the window
Our plan was to spend four nights over the Christmas week in Tromsø, the northern lights capital of Norway according to a guidebook, but decided to cover our northern lights bases by also spending three nights in Abisko, Sweden. There was high likelihood that it would be cloudy the whole time in Tromsø because of its location on the coast. 

The Aurora forecast looked good.  We only needed clear weather
The Aurora forecast looked good. We only needed clear weather

This was important because the chance for the clear skies needed to see northern lights increases when you are inland, where Abisko is located. We could improve our northern lights odds and see the beautiful Abisko National Park if we were able to route our trip accordingly.  So that’s what we did.

Morning sun - Our last sight of it above the horizon for a while
Morning sun – Our last sight of it above the horizon for a while
Morning sun - Our last sight of it above the horizon for a while
Morning sun – Our last sight of it above the horizon for a while

The sun never rose above the horizon once we we made it north into the Arctic circle.  The sky was at its brightest, a deep blue twilight with shades of pink on the horizon, when we arrived at Abisko Turistation.  The first thing we noticed when we disembarked was the extreme cold. The tradeoff to potential cloudy skies of the coast was bitter cold inland.

We had to walk about three blocks to the hotel with our bags, in below freezing temperature. This wouldn’t have been a problem except that Abisko had some unusually rainy weather, leaving every surface frozen over and dangerously icy. Everyone was literally sliding into the hotel, some right off their feet. The ambulance even had to make a few runs. 

We arrived!  Abisko National Park
We arrived! Abisko National Park
Abisko Turistation
Abisko Turistation

It was a little early for check-in, but the Abisko Turistation hotel had cozy lounging areas to relax and warm up with a hot drink, and a safe place to store our luggage. The guys had slept for most of the train ride, unlike me, so they went out for a hike and some exploring, while I napped on a sofa.  They also grabbed a list of activities so we could plan the next few days.

 Icy roads had everyone sliding about
Icy roads had everyone sliding about
  A weather check had some good news and bad news.  The good news was, clear forecast for the evening; bad news, likely cloudy for the remainder of our stay. So much for clear skies most of the winter. We booked a Northern Lights excursion atop Mount Noulja for the night, and opted for a nap before dinner since we knew we would be out way past our bedtime.

Christmas lights reflecting off the snow
Christmas lights reflecting off the snow and Snow people everywhere
Greetings from the snow family ⛄️
Greetings from the snow family ⛄️
Our Room with a View
Our Room with a View
Next: Will the Northern Lights come out to play? And then on to Tromsø, Norway for Christmas.  Also, What to pack so you can brave the cold in comfort. 


There are many ways to travel to Abisko, but if you choose the train, these were available options at the time:

Arctic Circle Train – Two night trains daily from Stockholm to Kiruna   Abisko National Park is enroute to Kiruna



Stockholm night train to Narvik – Train 10094 with stop at Abisko National Park



Definitely memorable dining ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Definitely memorable dining ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

The Kungsleden Restaurant is one of the best in the region.  Locally produced, organic food is served for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Dinner is a set menu (there are choices). The bread and desserts are homemade, so save room.  This is not the place to hold back. You’ll burn the calories shivering through the outdoor activities.  

Abisko STF’s Restaurant has amazing panoramic views of Lake Torneträsk and the mountains. 

Lovely view from the restaurant
Lovely view from the restaurant

*We chose to eat breakfast & dinner at the restaurant during most of our stay because the food was outstanding and the set menu had items we would never have tried otherwise. If you do this, I recommend booking all dinner reservations at check in. You can change the times or cancel later if necessary, but you’ll have reservations. 

Scandinavian Christmas – Part 2

Last year our family spent Christmas in Scandinavia. The post will be divided into four sections, starting in Stockholm, then south to Gränna & Jönköping, by Lake Vättern, then to Abisko for the Northern Lights, followed by Norway for a special Christmas display before heading back to Stockholm. 

Part 2: Stockholm to Gränna and Jönköping, Lake Vättern

Christmas red
Christmas red

After spending our first few days in Stockholm, it was time to head south for Gränna. We checked out after breakfast and walked to Stockholm Central Station to purchase our tickets and board the bus for the 3 1/2 hour ride to Gränna. I rode the train over the summer and wanted some different scenery, but forgot about the early sunsets. We didn’t see much, but Swedish buses are especially comfortable with wifi and a loo, so all was well even without sun to light the way.

Peppermint candy throughout Gränna
Peppermint candy throughout Gränna

Gränna (population around 2600) sits on the eastern shore of Lake Vättern and is famous for polkagris, a traditional red and white striped peppermint candy that has been made in the city for over 150 years. Imagine stepping off a bus into a city that smells like a candy cane…my idea of Christmas heaven.


The polkagris industry started when a widow made the candy as a way to support herself and her daughter, and over the years others eventually followed. The main street is now lined with candy shops. Most offer tours allowing visitors to watch, or even help, the candy makers. But peppermint candy wasn’t the reason we had to stop in Gränna.
When I was there during the summer to help my son move to Sweden, we took a weekend trip to Gränna as a final hurrah. We left early on Friday and planned to return on Sunday so he could make it to his Monday morning orientation and classes.

We took a bus from Jönköping to Gränna, then to a lovely little town (population ~310) called Örserum. The schedule we saw listed the daily bus schedule with one or two buses each on both Saturdays and Sundays. Of course we didn’t understand Swedish, so we made assumptions that ended up getting us into a bit of a bind. When we didn’t see those Saturday and Sunday buses listed on the posted schedule at the bus stop, we went into the Örserum General Store on Saturday to grab some sandwiches and find out the actual weekend bus schedule.  

That was when we learned from a very kind lady who happened to be shopping that there were no buses at all on Sunday. Or Saturday. Neither were there trains or Ubers. Taxis? If we could get a taxi out there, we were warned it would cost us about as much as a plane ticket back to the States.  

At least we were stuck in a beautiful place, I joked to my son, but he wasn’t the least bit amused with my wit. He was devastated thinking he was going to miss his first day of a new school, in a new country. All we could do was go back to our room and try to find a solution.   

Örserum:  At least we were stranded in a beautiful place
Örserum: At least we were stranded in a beautiful place

We had barely gotten back to our room and finished our sandwiches, and were about to search for options when there was a knock at the door. It was the lady from the general store who had given us the bad news about the buses. She took the time and trouble to find us, and invited us over for drinks with her family and friends. Not only that, they offered to drive us back to Jönköping the next day. How can you ever express gratitude for an act of kindness such as this?  Is it even possible? 

The next day after we checked out of our hotel, we went over for the best lunch we had while in Sweden, then they drove us back to my son’s place.  It was important for me to take my husband to meet them.  

Hotel Gyllene Uttern by Lake Vättern in Gränna
Hotel Gyllene Uttern by Lake Vättern in Gränna

Traditional Sweden at Hotel Gyllene Uttern in Gränna
Traditional Sweden at Hotel Gyllene Uttern in Gränna

On the summer drive back to my son’s place, we passed Hotel Gyllene Uttern in Gränna. Located by Lake Vättern, the hotel had tall grass and weeds growing on the roof, just like photos I had seen in a grade school book. I knew if we ever came back that’s where we had to stay. When I tried to book online for December, it didn’t look as if they had a vacancy, but I called and discovered they had a room with a lake view available.  I learned that the hotel restaurant is known by locals for its excellent buffets, especially at Christmas. 

 Hotel Gyllene Uttern at Christmas
Hotel Gyllene Uttern at Christmas
Lucky for us, our new friends were able to join us for an authentic Swedish Christmas buffet, or smorgasbord spread. The meal consisted of Sillsallad (herring & beet salad) and Julskinka (Christmas ham) on the julbord (the Christmas table), along with meatballs, wild game, fresh vegetables, soups, salads, and all the delectable Swedish desserts. There was also Swedish Glogg, a hot mulled wine spiked with brandy, vodka, or Aquavit, and garnished with raisins. Certainly an evening we’ll never forget.  Cheers to good food shared with friends!

 Julbord (Christmas table) Smorgasbord fit for royalty!
Julbord (Christmas table) Smorgasbord fit for royalty!

My son finally finished up his exams, so the next day, we headed to Jönköping to meet him.   Jönköping is at the southern tip of Lake Vättern and grew to modern prominence because of a thriving match industry from 1845 to 1979. It’s now an important logistical center, with central warehouses for companies such as IKEA, Electrolux, and Husqvarna located in the area.  

Jönköping decorated for Christmas
Jönköping at Christmas

We stayed at the Hotel Clarion Victoria, just a couple of blocks from Jönköping Central, and close to shopping and restaurants. Buffet breakfast and dinner were included with my stay over the summer, and not only was the food outstanding, but the staff made me feel at home.  They went above and beyond the call of duty to help me deal with lost luggage, find hotels in other cities in Sweden, and they took excellent care of my son during a minor emergency after I had returned home. So of course, that’s where I returned over the holidays. 

Sofia Church of Sweden, opened in 1888
Sofia Church of Sweden, 1888

The hotel is next to the Sofia Church, a lovely building that opened in 1888. Birds like to congregate in the churchyard every morning to give the wake up call. On Friday evening after dinner we attended a Christmas concert. It was a packed house, and we recognized many traditional holiday favorites, only with Swedish lyrics.

The next morning we joined our friends, and the guys spent the entire Saturday in a traditional Finnish sauna, going back and forth from the heat of the sauna to a dip in the icy cold lake, while we girls stayed in town for shopping and food.  If there’s one thing the guys wanted to bring home, it’s the Finnish sauna tradition.
After two nights, we packed up and it was early to bed for our trip back up to Stockholm the next morning to catch the Arctic Circle train to Abisko.  Brrr….it certainly feels like Christmas as we go from cold to colder. Will the northern lights be out?  

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas 🎄

Part 3:  Adventure aboard the Arctic Circle train from Stockholm to Abisko National Park.  Will the northern lights be out?


For those who inquired:


Sheraton Stockholm Hotel, Tegelbacken – Sheraton’s 360° Restaurant is excellent


Hotel Gyllene Uttern Hotel on Lake Vättern

Tour the candy factory at Polkapojkarna 59 Brahegatan. This is one of many wonderful choices


Smålandsgården Gästgiveri Hotel on Lake Örensjön.  Great restaurant but Remember:  There is no public transportation into or out of the city on Saturdays and Sundays 🙂


Hotel Clarion Victoria – Breakfast & Dinner buffet is outstanding 

City Hotel, Familjen Ericsson – Comfortable & convenient location with free buffet breakfast

Elite Stora Hotel beautiful 19th century building across the street from Lake Vättern 

Visit the world’s only Match Museum Tändsticksgränd Matchmuseum@jonkoping.se

Planning a Northern Lights trip

Fairbanks, Alaska
Fairbanks, Alaska
Are Northern Lights on your Bucket List? ✨ If so, maybe it’s time to plan your adventure to Aurora territory.  I’ve been lucky to have experienced them in Alaska, Norway, and Sweden, and now that I’m thoroughly hooked, I would like to add Iceland, Finland, or Canada to that list next. 

Follow along over the next few weeks as I choose one of these places, and then make my travel plans.  Of course I’ll be writing about the whole shebang📝 😊 .

I may be on my own for this one since it looks as if it will be impossible for the whole family to get away together anytime soon.  In a previous post, I wrote about our family experience together seeing the northern lights for the first time. Please take a look at that if you haven’t already. 💚💜💙

So… stay tuned 💫 And if any of you have suggestions, tips, or comments, please feel free to let me know.  Instagram is the best place to find me 😊



Tromsø, Norway
Tromsø, Norway
Abisko, Sweden
Abisko, Sweden
Fairbanks, Alaska
Fairbanks, Alaska
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Solar Eclipse 2017

Our family–we are all planners, but we generally don’t plan too far out. Usually a month, at most, for a trip. So when we started looking for a place to stay in the eclipse totality zone a half a week before the eclipse, our chances of finding a room didn’t look too good. Never before had I seen every single room booked everywhere.  Online there were pages and pages of completely booked hotels. Still stuck six hours ahead in the Swedish time zone and cranky, my husband and I were awake into the wee hours Thursday morning before the big event searching for a room–any room–in the eclipse totality zone.  Just as we were about to give up and call it a night, one room popped up at the Chestnut Hill Inn in Cherokee, NC.  

Yes!  The price wasn’t jacked up as high as I assumed a room would be, and we could cancel up until the night before our stay. I could barely get my credit card out quickly enough to book it. We went to bed pleased with our triumph.  

But I began to feel a rare dissonance as I fell asleep. Why was this room available?  What was wrong with it that no one else had booked it?  We read the online reviews and it sounded just fine, but still–was it good luck or bad luck?  

My husband said not to worry, that things would work out, and they did. The room was pleasant, and the location perfect. The weather cooperated and all the stars–along with the moon–aligned to make eclipse day perfect. 

One room left at the Chestnut Hill Inn
One room left at the Chestnut Hill Inn

The first thing we noticed just before the moon began its transit in front of the sun were several white cloud-like rays to the right of the sun — some were perpendicular and some were at angles to the horizon. Although not as numerous, they were very similar to the white cloud-like rays we saw on an Alaska trip during the night just before the northern lights made an appearance (see former Northern Lights post).

Cloud-like rays before the eclipse
Cloud-like rays before the eclipse

We situated ourselves under a shade tree on a giant rock to await the eclipse.  Our spot. The moon seemed to be taking its sweet time moving across the sun until suddenly things began to happen at warp speed.  Almost at once, the sky darkened, street lights came on, and the temperature dropped a few degrees. Shadows sharpened then disappeared during totality.  Chills and a shiver of excitement lasted throughout the duration of totality, which was over almost as quickly as it began.  A couple of minutes, tops. Then the moon again seemed to slow as it completed its path across the other side of the sun.  

Moon in front of the Sun during Totality
Moon in front of the Sun during Totality
Diamond Ring just after Totality
Diamond Ring just after Totality

I had been unable to locate a solar filter for my dSLR camera, so the plan was to simply enjoy the eclipse and forget about taking photos, but the photographer in me just couldn’t do that. With my solar glasses on, I located the eclipse in my viewfinder, shut my eyes and snapped away. I ended up with a couple interesting shots, but I still enjoyed the experience. 

Sun's Corona Totality during Solar Eclipse of 2017
Sun’s Corona Totality during Solar Eclipse of 2017

I can’t help but think that the hotel room was meant for us. We spoke to several people who were staying at the Inn, and nearly everyone had booked their reservations at least a year in advance. 

The location made it possible for us to spend some time in the Great Smoky Mountains and on the Cherokee Indian reservation. We hiked, drove along the Blue Ridge Parkway, and went mining for rubies and sapphires. I found a ruby that is the perfect size and color for a small pendant. I plan to have a lapidary cut the stone and mount it for me. Not worth much, but the memories will last always. 

Blue Ridge Parkway overlook in the Great Smoky Mountains
Blue Ridge Parkway overlook in the Great Smoky Mountains
Mining in NC Mountains - Sapphires (left) and Rubies (right) Ruby on top right is cutting quality
Mining in NC Mountains – Sapphires (left) and Rubies (right) Ruby on top right is cutting quality

How was your eclipse day? I hope it was lovely. If you missed it, there’s another one coming in 2024. 

Maybe I’ll start earlier next time. 🙂 ☀️🌑💫❤️

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My Ultimate Bucket List – What’s on yours?

Bucket List item:  Get My Picture in the Newspaper 

My Ultimate Bucket List is a book I picked up and added to my list of places to see and things to do. Not only does the book have blank pages for my own list, but it is filled with lots of fun things to accomplish.  The items I’ve been writing about are mostly from the resulting list of completed adventures.

These aren’t in any particular order, but simply in whatever way that I can make them work.  Some are quick & easy; others, not so much –like Start a Blog and Keep it Going for at Least a Year.  Most are related to travel in some way, with a few exceptions 🙂
This is one of those exceptions: Get My Picture in the Newspaper 

Bucket List item:  Get my picture in the paper
Bucket List item: Get my picture in the paper
 Do you have a list of places to see or things you hope to do one day?  Writing it down is often a good first step toward completing something. And know that every good adventure starts with a first step.  #goals 
Here’s hoping you’ll get through your List ✨❤️

Castles, Châteaux, and Palaces, oh my!

Château du Gué-Péan - Loire Valley
Château du Gué-Péan – Loire Valley
Bucket List item:  Spend the Night in a real Castle 

We were modern day intruders, I decided, as we passed through a thicket of trees on our drive to le Château du Gué-Péan.  Fog was beginning to circle the château, consuming the light cloak of misty drizzle.  The birds sang louder, determined to be heard as the rain began to pour.  Singing in the rain–an opera for our arrival, no less.  I wondered if the songs had been passed down from their ancestors.  Cars and motors were out of place here. Instead, horses, shining armor, and a sword for my husband would have been more appropriate.  For me?  Well, a proper lady should be riding sidesaddle, dressed in a ruffled blouse, with corset and petticoats, of course.  Les vêtements appropriés du jour.  But alas, we were a few centuries too late.  Really, flowery writing is appropriate for this place.  I started thinking in sonnets as we pulled in. 

Located in Montrichard, in Loire-et-Cher, the fortified castle stood just as it was in 1600, except for the dry moat.  It’s stuck in time.   

Built on the site of a Roman camp, Le Château du Gué-Péan is not nearly as well known as some of its neighbors.  Tucked away like a secret, the château served as the private residence of Monsieur le Marquis de Keguelin, or Raymond, until his death.  It was rumored to have been the private meeting place of King Francoise I and Mary Queen of Scots.  Presently, the château is open only for guided tours.  

“Ah, oui. The turret room will be yours for your stay at the chateau.  You will dine with Monsieur le Marquis tonight, oui?  There will be drinks before we dine.”  This is one time I was thankful to have overpacked– the extra dress I stuffed in my bag at the last minute just happened to be perfect for drinks and dinner with le Marquis.  

Unlike the exterior of the château, our grand round room had been updated– up to late 50s-early 60s style–just a few decades short of present day.  But what the room lacked in modern style was more than made up for in comfort and overall hospitality. 

The Turret - Le Château du Gué-Péan - Loire Valley
The Turret – Le Château du Gué-Péan
Both evenings we met le Marquis in the study for drinks. He had been a member of La Résistance and was kind enough to share with us some of his amazing stories and memorabilia, including letters from Sir Winston Churchill and Charles de Gaulle.  We also got a glimpse of a letter by Marie Antoinette written from prison to her children shortly before her death.  Dinner followed in the grand dining room–truly a setting fit for a king.

The food was outstanding, and the conversation delightful.  Monsieur le Marquis’s thickly accented English was difficult for us to understand at times, but our meals with him were the most exciting events of our trip.

We spent the next two days roaming the place, inside and out. I could feel the ghosts of past inhabitants.  From WWI graffiti left by soldiers in the turret, to the paintings hanging throughout, history could be found in nearly every nook and cranny. We were even joined by a friendly, unseen presence that insisted on persistently tilting our bedside lampshade.  With a history as long and storied as that of le château, there’s no telling who — or what — else was hanging out with us.  🙂

Château du Gué-Péan ghost of tilted lampshade :)
Château du Gué-Péan – On the lookout for lampshade tilting presence
We booked the château knowing that it was off the beaten path, and it took quite a bit of difficulty to arrange (understatement).  But both my husband and I just had this feeling about the place and decided to put forth the effort in spite of the obstacles. It paid off. Experiences like this are why we travel. Let’s face it, travel is hard work and can be a lot of trouble, especially in the planning stages.  Our stay could just as easily have been a disaster, but it wasn’t. That’s just the chance one takes when hitting the road. 

My tip?  Follow your instincts and don’t give up if you encounter obstacles. Too many people look at obstacles as a sign that it’s time to give up, but often the most difficult experiences are among the most satisfying. You may even get a tip of the hat–or lampshade–for your trouble.

To locate a Château, Castle, or Palace, research online or contact your travel agent.  

Here’s wishing you safe and happy travels ❤️✨ and an obstacle worth surmounting 💫

Stables on the grounds of Château du Gué-Péan
Stables on the grounds of Château du Gué-Péan

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Did you really see the Northern Lights if there’s no picture?

Constellation Orion Fairbanks, Alaska
Orion the Mighty Hunter – Fairbanks, Alaska
Bucket List item:  Experience the Northern Lights and See a Shooting Star 

“We’ve been doing it all wrong!” said my son as he shook my husband and me awake from a deep slumber. “We need to be out there now! Right now!” he shouted. “We’ve been doing it wrong and I figured it all out. But we’ve got to go now!”


It was nearly three o’clock in the morning in Fairbanks, Alaska. My husband, the boys, and I had finally peeled off layers of Michelin man coats and itchy wool and settled in for what was left of the night. After two unsuccessful northern lights viewing attempts stretching into the wee hours of the morning, I was exactly where I wanted to be — in bed in a deep and satisfying sleep. Were our sons not exhausted too?


“No, thank you,” I said to my son. He had already gotten the same response from his older brother (like mother, like other son).  But my husband dutifully got up. The two of them once again piled on all their layers of arctic gear and headed out to brave the twelve below zero temperature. They wanted to see what we had flown all the way across the country to see.


Several hours later, they returned in a flurry of excitement and pulled out their iPhones to show us the evidence. I could see the disappointment as they flipped through the photos. “These are terrible!” they both agreed. “They didn’t look anything like this.”

“This is not what we saw.  What we saw was so much better!” said my son.  “How do they get those shots to look so good on the postcards?”

They learned the hard way that iPhones aren’t the best cameras for photographing the northern lights. Fortunately we had the rest of the week.  Now we were also privy to insider information on aurora timing since my son had learned to read the online chart.  I had my dSLR camera, a tripod, and a little bit of experience with night shots and long exposures.


Several years before, I had spent many long evenings photographing a comet.  I was trying to make the comet appear as if it were about to crash into our home. I never got the shot exactly as I envisioned, but the experience came in handy for this trip.

Comet crash into home
Practicing long exposures / Comet crash
So the next day we took a long nap, ate a late dinner, and got out when my son said it was time to go.  The weather was clear.  It was ten degrees below zero Fahrenheit, so I got out of the car to set up the camera, got back in, and we waited. Ah, family togetherness. We chatted about our travels, pointed out constellations, and watched for falling stars, but the northern lights weren’t cooperating.


“We’ll stay just fifteen more minutes so I can get some shots of Orion and the Big Dipper. Someone give me a warmer baklava,” I joked.

“It’s called a balaclava, mom!”

“No, it’s not. It’s a baklava I want,” I was laughing as I jumped out of the warm car to take down the camera. That’s when I saw the cloudy white rays of light, much like sun rays appearing from the horizon. It was around 2:30 am mid-winter and the sun wasn’t due up until around 10:30, so we knew they weren’t sunrays. Something unusual was happening. Everyone jumped out of the car.

White rays of the aurora
The first white rays of the Northern Lights
“Awesome!” said one son.

“I thought they had colors,” said the other.

It would be an understatement to say the cold got to us all very quickly. We were out for twenty minutes, tops. At ten below, even with the best gear, that happens to those of us not accustomed to arctic temperatures.  They piled back into the  car.  I had to get that one last shot.  That’s when I saw the green glow behind them.

northern lights family car
The Northern Lights are behind us!
“Get out! Get out! It’s glowing green…the lights are behind us and they’re green!” It wasn’t long before the white streaks and green glow exploded together into a shimmering, magnetic dance of green and shades of purple across the sky. Nature was treating us to a bucket list performance.


Of course, my photos with the dSLR didn’t turn out as I had hoped. Even under the best circumstances, they rarely do. My shutter release cable was broken, and between my shivering hands and wobbly tripod there was quite a bit of camera shake in most of them. Out of over 100 photos, about ten turned out okay.  But that’s fine with me. One decent shot makes me happy 🙂


One of the best Fairbanks northern lights pics
The Northern Lights putting on a show in Fairbanks
I have since seen and photographed the northern lights from Abisko, Sweden and Tromsø, Norway. My photography skills have improved a bit.  I’m certainly not an expert but I have learned a few things that may help you.


Tip 1—If you’re going mainly for the northern lights alone, make sure you choose a destination with a high likelihood of clear weather and many hours of darkness. Fairbanks, Alaska and Abisko, Sweden are two places that fit that bill.  And not in summer– there’s not much nighttime darkness that far north.


Tip 2—If you want to take quality photographs learn about photography; night photography and long exposures in particular. Make sure you understand your camera settings and practice, practice, practice before you leave. There is a wonderful website I wish I had discovered before my first trip to see the lights: www.davemorrowphotography.com.   I don’t know him, but his photos will take your breath away. Also, it’s good to have the following camera accessories:

  • Extra batteries for your camera (the charge runs out more quickly in freezing temps)
  • Tripod
  • Shutter release cord
  • Wide angle lens


Tip 3—Dress warmly, in layers. You may spend many hours standing still in freezing temperatures so you need the proper gear. Hand and foot warmers are a lifesaver and can be found at a local camping/outdoor store.  Camera equipment can get really, really cold. 


Tip 4—The final tip is to keep an eye on the University of Alaska Fairbanks Geophysical Institute forecast at gi.alaska.edu and learn how the map works so you will know the best time for viewing.


Here’s wishing you safe & happy travels ❤️✨and, if you’re looking for them, cooperative Northern Lights 💚💜💙💫✨

© 2017 jsf.