Last weekend I was invited to go on a trip to the mountains. Coming from London, my current home in South Germany is a far cry from the energetic hustle and bustle of the big smoke. So, when confronted with the task of getting up at 5.30 on a Saturday morning, my level of excitement was pretty much undetectable.
Rather reluctantly I was on the 7 am train to Oberstdorf, the hot coffee was helping and I started to warm up to the days activities. Two hours and a train change later the landscape was transforming as the train glided along the curving tracks amongst the mountains. Once off the train we walked through the town and straight to the hiking trail that took us through the base of the mountains toward the restaurant we were planning to arrive at for lunch. I was blown away, literally, by how fresh and clean the air was, everything looked and felt so pure. Despite the terrible weather (it was raining buckets) I was feeling absolutely great and very happy to be on the short trip.
Almost a week later and I am still feeling the benefits from my trip to the mountains and I can’t wait to get back and overdose on fresh air and the beauty of nature.