The jetlag is almost a thing of the past, still we enjoy an early Morning walk on small farm paths.

Just after 8 am and we’re all walkie-talkie.
Hofmarterl for the patron saint. Yes, the house on the painting is the same!
Old tavern in Dorfbeuern.
Lots of beautiful buildings there.
In some of them I could totally live!
I mean look at that housebench, what better place to enjoy your morning coffee!
Picking up a few stones for later. Come on little boy, let these live on the ground and hurry home for breakfast!
Long, rolling hills bordering dark needle forests (counts, even if they are just christmas tree plantations lol). That’s the romanticism I’m looking for.


Donations in form of Darbo Preiselbeer Kompott are greatly appreciated ;)