The Grand-daughter's point of view
Starting off was a bit stressful, Mom lost my passport. Nice one. Then mom and nanny fought about the GPS and which way to go. I was feeling sick already. throughout the car ride we had to stop so i could sit in the front with mom and not puke. miserably nanny and i held on while mom sped through the mountains yelling HAIRPIN TURN every time one came up. We got lost trying to get to our B&B, so mom called the lady and she was out shopping so she found us and told us to follow her up to the B&B. (mom said she would have found it... DOUBT IT) The lady was so nice and awesome. Then when we got back from dinner she came out all dressed up, mom asked if she was going hiking, she replied with...hunting. the next morning for breakfast low and behold there was venison. i didnt eat it. none of us did. We wee so used to god awful, cold Germany that when we got here and it was burning hot we all had to change into summer clothes.