Vail Village

So, yesterday I wrote my 1000th post! It sort of went unnoticed, as I knew it was coming and then totally forgot until I saw it this morning. That isn't a lot by big blogging standards, but it seems a little crazy to me. As kids get older and social media changes, I think a change may be on the horizon, but for now... I will keep chugging along... as nothing compares to the blog in terms of displaying both words and pictures in the way you want...

So, we had an opportunity to head to Vail for a soccer tournament at the end of July. We decided to make a little vacation out of it. The first night we walked around Vail Village. It is supposed to be fashioned after Bavarian Villages! Imagine my excitement when I learned that little tidbit, as I grew up in Germany. The village did bring back lots of memories in that respect, although there was a hint of Las Vegas in there as you sense it is a little bit of a tourist trap with t-shirt shops galore under pretty buildings! Still it was pretty and the weather was lovely.

Mostly hotels and shops to deal with the ski season, but the summer is lovely as well.








I had been to Vail only once before, skiing in college, so to see the ski slopes all green was interesting.


I was double excited to find a German restaurant with good reviews right in the village. Here we are headed to it... the umbrellas with the beer label ahead.








Max took a picture of us while moving the camera all around...




it was horrible food, by the way... such a disappointment.


So after dinner, we walked around some more. This is typical of places in my memory... words on building like this.


Since I grew up in Germany, versus visiting, I didn't pay attention as a young kid to what made it different from the US, so I thought that was interesting walking around up there. Just small things like the words on the building or pictures and flower pots like this struck something in me...











And for the sake of keeping it real, everyone was actually super grumpy this evening. So we headed back to our hotel early. blah, I blame the schnitzel.