Vail, my latest European luxury - stateside. Driving to Vail on I-70 just doesn't do it justice. Yes, the scenery is beautiful, but noting like you'll find inside the confines of Vail proper. The highway isn't visible, in fact, the only motorized vehicles you'll see will be the occasional bus transporting people from one stop to the next. Vail is a walkable town, only a mile in length, and no cars allowed. (Park your car at one of the two big parking lots off I-70 then walk down a big flight of stairs for a little piece of heaven.) The newest part of Vail even has a restriction on bicycles so pedestrians can mingle and meander with ease. Vail is lined with more restaurants than I had time to investigate, but you'll have a choice from German to Italian, and Italian, and every choice in between and beyond. Good thing it's easy to get exercise in Vail.

Galleries and shopping draw in everyone from the monied to those wishing to be. I mentally racked up thousands of dollars on fine art, jewelry, and last seasons hottest ski gear and snow bunny attire. While Vail does seem for the rich, it's a comfortable, quaint town with friendly people (locals and visitors alike).

In summer months take the gondola up and hike down Berry Picker trail. It's quiet and gorgeous, but a little longer than it looks so be sure to wear good hiking shoes. My dogs made the ride up and the hike down and loved it. Vail is surprisingly dog friendly.

Next time I plan on skiing down the mountain. Can't wait.