in the moment

Went to the Alps this weekend. You know. As you do. I struggled back and forth between sitting (or hiking) and just taking everything in or reaching for my camera. I like to tell myself I struck a nice balance, but I think it depended on the day. The short trip, however, allowed for both. Living in the moment is something I'm trying to work on... and I found myself exclaiming some interesting things because of it: "Holy Shit, that's pretty!"; "Seriously?" (because half of it looks like it cannot possibly be real); and of course ... "Beautiful. Gorgeous. Wish you were here." So, what did I see? I saw cows with bells around their necks. I'm here to tell you that you can hear them up while hiking, even if you can't see them. I saw lots of men in lederhosen and women in dirndls. I heard accordion music (did not purchase the dude's albums). Drank lots of beer. Ate some excellent wurst. Wrap your mind around the deliciousness of Spätzle with sourkraut and bacon. Had a migraine (not beer related), but who cares when you're in the Alps (okay, I did a little). And finally, I laughed a lot with some fantastic people. I cannot complain about anything for a long time.