I am no longer a morning person. This realization came this week, as Matt and I have been trying to get up earlier and earlier to condition our bodies for our trip this weekend (more on that in a minute). I don’t think I’ve ever really been keen on waking up in the wee hours of the morning. Just ask my Mom, who used to wake me up before school. But when I was teaching, my body became used to rolling out of bed before the sun even spread it’s first little rays of light. Now, if it’s still dark, I just want to bury my head under the covers. Today, our early morning conditioning exercise culminated in a 7:30 alarm, which is pathetic for me to even admit was difficult. I guess I’ll just have to claim “night owl” as my routine of choice.
This readjustment to our sleep pattern is due to the early mornings we’ll be experiencing on our trip this weekend. Tomorrow morning we leave for Milan, and our flight time is 7:30 in the morning. Saturday morning we catch a 7 or 8 a.m. train to St. Moritz, Switzerland. Monday morning, we catch another train at around the same time out to Zurich. Why all the travel, you ask? We are celebrating our anniversary, as well as Valentine’s Day, in Italy and Switzerland! My fabulous, most generous and loving boyfriend planned this trip for two reasons: 1. As I mentioned above, to celebrate the two occasions; 2. To check an item off of his bucket list – the annual St. Moritz White Turf Horse Races.
The St. Moritz White Turf Horse Race is an annual event held on the large, frozen lake in the city. It happens across a couple of weekends, and is supposed to be one of the most exciting and entertaining spectacles. Matt’s been wanting to do this for a long time, and we are oh so lucky enough to be given this opportunity now. It’s going to be absolutely freezing, but well worth extra layers and early mornings. I am almost the most excited about the train rides, since we’ll travel through the Alps, a sight I am thrilled to see! I will be sure to blog about the travels with many pictures when we get home.
On a side note, Valentine’s Day holds a special meaning for myself and Matt, since that is the day we went on our very first date. 🙂 Matt took me to the firing range to shoot some guns, we grabbed Jake’s Hamburgers for lunch, and then went out that night with friends for drinks. While it’ll be extremely difficult to top a unique first date like that (and I must add effective – it led to a second!), I can’t believe I’m going to get to spend such a wonderful weekend with my love, in such a romantic way. I am so very blessed.