My Radical App is Here: Rick Steves Audio Europe

I’m excited to announce the release of my new app for iPhone, iPad and iPod Touch ‘ Rick Steves Audio Europe™. It organizes my vast library of audio files ‘ self-guided tours and radio interviews ‘ into country-specific playlists covering all of Europe. Over a year in the making, this free tool is impressive not in its complexity but in its simplicity. It doesn’t rob your attention forcing you to look at a little screen. It makes you smart as you look directly at, and become immersed in, the artistic and cultural wonders of Europe. I can’t tell you how this new tool thrills the tour guide in me. It’s so easy your grandmother can use it. The files live on your mobile device so you can listen to it anywhere, any time with no roaming charges. And it’s free.

Rick Steves Audio Europe will save you hundreds of dollars in guided tour expenses. It’ll save you lots of time. And it’ll make your sightseeing both fun and meaningful. Learn more by watching my video demo and then download the app from the App Store. You can learn more on my website at www.ricksteves.com/audioeurope. Don’t let your friends go to Europe without it.

And fear not! We’re busily working on an Android version. Stay tuned…it’s on its way.

Happier travels!

If you can’t see the video below, watch it on YouTube.

Bulgarian Best Wishes from Granny Marta

One of the great joys of my work is to collaborate with people who are passionate about their small niche in our vast and varied program. We work with lots of Europeans who are stars in our organization because of the cultural color they bring (more, even, than for the revenue they help generate). Last month, we hosted 80 of our guides at our annual guide summit here in Edmonds. The big news is how well our tiny Bulgaria tour program is doing in its first year: five sold-out tours, filled with happy customers all thrilled with their guide, Lyuba Boyanin. (I met Lyuba in 1999, when the local tourist board assigned her to help our TV crew while filming there. Even then, I had a sense that, someday, we’d be working together to create a Bulgaria tour.) Here’s a charming letter from our Bulgarian friend, giving a glimpse into the sweet and Slavic mind of this corner of Europe:

Dear Rick,

Chestita Baba Marta! (Happy Granny Marta!)

These are the words you will hear in Bulgaria if you come here during the first days of March. We have a very ancient tradition to twist red and white treats as amulets for long life and good health. We call them “martenitsa.” The whole country is in red and white: red on the balconies, red and white on streets, red and white on our coats, sweaters, hands, necks. Everyone has martenitsa decorations. (To our surprise, China has gotten into the martenitsa business, making tons of twisted red and white treats and decorations!) I wish you could be here to give you a martenitsa with my best wishes in person. Maybe if you walk to the Rick Steves Tour Ops office, you will see the martenitsa which they still have on the windows, with a wish for a successful and prosperous year.

We wear martenitsas waiting for the first migrating birds to come back, usually storks. Then we hang our martenitsas on fruit blossom trees with our wishes for prosperity, for a good and healthy life, for success. Soon after that is Easter…the resurrection of nature was the most valuable event for people here. It brings new hope for new life and a good crop season. For Bulgarians, every Orthodox Christian event has a deeper meaning in the pagan past, with roots that are very strong here. Maybe this is another mysterious part of Bulgaria, which has not been discovered yet.

Thus, we believe that the first days of March begin the new year’s circle. Pagan Bulgarians celebrated New Year’s in March, together with the newly resurrected nature. But March has unpredictable weather. One day it’s snowing, one day it’s warm like summer! This is the only month with a female name, maybe because we women have such delicate character: when Marta smiles ‘ sunshine; when she is not happy ‘ clouds and rain cover the earth. So far, the first days of March this year are cold, windy, and snowing.

We hope soon Granny Marta will be happy and we all will enjoy the warmth of the sun again. With that hope, I believe this year will be good for our Bulgarian Rick Steves tours again.

Meanwhile, I haven’t had a chance to thank you for your hospitality in Edmonds in January yet. Thank you! I found so many old and new friends during the meeting. This year I was not alone at the reunion, as my Bulgarian tour members from 2010 were well represented. Of them, our September tour group took first place in “best attendance.” They were the winners of all the Rick Steves tours. I hope one of our groups will take the best position for scrapbook contest 2010, too.

During my visit to Edmonds, I was thinking a lot about Bulgarian tours. We cannot be competitive with such a famous destinations as Italy, France, Spain, Turkey, England, Ireland, and Greece, although we have great history, wonderful and unique archaeological discoveries, beautiful nature, extremely friendly people, amazing cuisine, and delicious tasty wines. We have evidence of the oldest prehistoric European cultures. Here in 311 A.D., Constantine the Great wrote his famous Edict for the Tolerance, which officially recognized Christianity, and we are the only European state whose name hasn’t changed since 681 A.D.

Unfortunately, politically and historically we have been under the shade of very famous neighbors such as Rome, Greece, Byzantium, and the Ottoman Empire, and I know there is a lot we have to do to get out of that! Thank you, Rick for the courage to begin our Bulgarian partnership ‘ adventuring with your tours into a place not famous for its tourism business. I know that when people have never heard about a country (like mine), it will be difficult to attract them to come visit. Thank you for the incredible tour created by all of Rick Steves’ office to make Bulgaria such an extraordinary itinerary, including meetings with Bulgarian people. The tour makes this country ‘ so many times not properly understood ‘ better understood, and makes travel a political act for everyone: we Bulgarians as well as our American visitors.

I am an optimist. I am sure Bulgaria will take her position as a country which “must” be seen in Europe. Just step by step, or drop by drop, the river will run from stone to stone, making people happy to see it and to taste it.

One day, I hope to be your first guide of the second itinerary to Bulgaria…when we will learn how to make our personal martenitsas.

Now I have my own red and white twisted treats for you. Be happy as the wonderful spring!

Think white (plus red) but not black!

Lyuba

New York Times Travel Show: Getting Our Word Out

Each year, companies like ours go to travel shows to meet new travelers. While travel shows seem almost archaic in this Internet Age (just as World Fairs seem so 20th-century now), every time I go to one, I get energized by all the great travelers there.

I go to three shows a year: New York, Los Angeles (coming up on March 19), and Chicago. We fly in a couple of people to staff the booth, and a ton of tour brochures ‘ and then it’s people-to-people, one-on-one, all day long, Saturday and Sunday.

For me, travel shows are also a fun chance to connect with the tiny circle of personalities in the travel business who can actually help draw a crowd. Last weekend in New York, I got to hang out with Arthur Frommer (he’s such a pioneer in people’s travel and, to me, an inspiration in his passion for teaching) and Samantha Brown (I love the way this “cute girl next door” makes travel such a joy and so accessible).

Here’s a video that captures the energy we enjoy at our booth ‘ something we’ve been doing for over two decades now.

If you can’t see the video below, watch it on YouTube.

I Know It's Midnight, But…

I really enjoy the emails people send me sharing magic moments and offering not only practical tips, but philosophical ones. Eric shared a magical midnight in Spain that will stay with him and his family for the rest of their lives.

When I travel, I know that serendipity is a friend. She leads me to unexpected magical moments that come with a warm welcome and leave me with a lifelong memory. We all need to take those crazy detours and embrace the experiences they offer. Here’s Eric’s letter. If it reminds you of a time you were proactive in making it happen, I’d love to hear about it in the comments.

Dear Rick,

I wanted to share a comment with Mr. Steves and the rest of your team. I have attended a number of sessions taught by Rick during your all-day travel events in Edmonds, as well as reading a number of his books. One bit of advice he shares that has always stuck with me is to be flexible ‘ and be prepared to go off the typical tourist route ‘ in order to experience the culture. That bit of advice was running through my head when the following occurred:

Last May, my wife, our 25-year-old daughter, and I travelled to Sevilla, Spain, to spend a week with our 21-year-old daughter who was ending her semester of studying abroad in Sevilla. The four of us had taken a side-trip to Granada for a couple of days, and were returning to Sevilla by bus. It dropped us off just before midnight, and we began the mile-and-a-half walk back to our Sevilla apartment. As we walked, we heard what sounded like amplified live music in the distance. At that point I asked myself, “What would Rick Steves do in this situation?”

I turned to the rest of the family and said, “I know it’s midnight, but let’s go find out where this music is coming from!”

They were all game, and off we went, following the music. We came to a large park that turned out to be the venue for a type of Renaissance Fair. Being Spain, at midnight the place was packed with people visiting various booths containing crafts and food. At the far end of the venue was a stage where the live music was coming from. It was a group of Spanish musicians playing Celtic music.

At this point I need to add that both our daughters have been trained in Irish Dance. In 2004, we’d travelled to Ireland, where one competed in the Irish Dance championships ‘ another two-week Rick Steves-inspired vacation that resulted in both daughters doing some impromptu dancing in an Irish pub in Doolin.

Okay, back to the story. As the group was coming to the close of their set, they announced that they were going to play an American song that, although not really a Celtic tune, had a similar beat. Then they launched into “Oh Susannah!” So here we were, watching a Spanish band playing an American song, trying to make it Celtic, and singing the American words with very heavy Spanish accents. It was an experience!
During the entire performance, a few people directly in front of the stage were dancing and moving to the music. All the while our eldest daughter was tapping her feet to the tunes.

Finally, the group announced its final number. As they began to play, our eldest daughter launched into her Irish dancing and moved to directly in front of the stage. As the band played, she danced, and the rest of the crowd parted into a large circle to watch her dance to the music. When it was all over, the band ‘ AND our daughter ‘ all received a great cheer and applause.

We would not have experienced and of this had I not asked myself: “What would Rick Steves do in this situation?”

Thank you to everyone at Rick Steves’ Europe for helping us to get more out of our vacations.

‘ Eric in Mount Vernon, WA

My Sister, Jan Steves, the Arctic Dog Musher: Living Her Dream

Dashing through the snow...

All her life, my little sister Jan has been into dogs, hiking, and skiing ‘ rather than (like her big brother) Botticelli, Berlin, and Belgian beers. Now, in her mid-fifties like me, she’s living her dream of being an arctic dog musher with an inspirational gusto that makes me feel like a couch potato.

With amazing personal (and financial) grit and determination, she’s one step away from actually racing in the Iditarod. For several years, she’s been wintering not (like so many Seattleites) in the sunny Southwest, but in Alaska…camping in a leaky trailer while training the dogs of a crusty, old, retired musher.

And as I write, she’s four days into a 20-day, 800-mile trip, retracing the historic “Serum Run” that brought diphtheria medicine to save a remote Eskimo community in 1925 and became the inspiration for the ultimate dog race, the Iditarod. In two weeks, God willing, she and the 10 other dog teams also doing the Serum Run should reach Nome.

At Jan’s website, you can follow her odyssey by clicking on “Jan Steves’ Blog.” Her recent adventures include how her team got away from her and she had to hire a helicopter to find them, how she nearly cut off her finger hacking through frozen meat to prepare food for her dogs, how she’s raising money by letting friends sponsor her lovable dogs, and what it’s like to be pulsing through the Alaskan wilderness at midnight under a full moon with icicles hanging from your eyebrows. I’ve never seen Jan happier. Here’s an email she sent me this morning:

Dear Rick,

I was chosen to be “Wild Bill Shannon” (who did the first leg of the original 1925 “Great Race of Mercy”), and I got to receive the serum from the train in Nenana and be the first musher on the trail and carry the serum from Nenana to Minto. That was exciting! It was quite the event, with spectators watching…and me hoping that I would go the right way! I led the 11 dog teams out onto the Tanana River and then onto the overland trail to Minto.

Arriving in the Indian village of Minto, we were greeted by its 250 residents…and shown great hospitality, as they had made fry bread and a big pot of moose stew for us. In the morning, they cooked us all breakfast of eggs, pancakes, and sausage.

Then we took off for Tolovana Road House. We had blizzard conditions both days, and the trails were often windblown and hard to find.

Arriving at Tolovana was awesome, and again, we were shown great hospitality. They had hot water ready for the dog teams. We set up our cots inside the Road House and slept well, got up and hit the trail to Manley with the crack of dawn.

Our journey to Manley was slow but we had beautiful weather. Below-zero temps but no winds or blizzards.

We are staying in the school house and have the use of their computers and showers!

Love you all!

“Wild Jan” and her dogs

P.S. The dogs are fabulous and doing great!!!!