Where Globe-Trotting meets Beach-Combing
These Ukrainian dogs (and cats!) kept their owners company in a refugee registration line that seemed to stretch forever late last week in the Brussels Expo Center. Jenn and I spent Thursday and Friday there with a bunch of other friends, organizing donations, handing out water and food to people in line, driving to the…
“How do you say the name of this town?” one of the ladies in the car asked the group. “Hoo-eee?” “Hoo-EEE?” “Hoy?” “Who?” “…Let’s ask someone today.” Jenn organized an outing to this city we could not pronounce because it started with an H. She assigns each month a letter and tries to explore cities…
“Coffee?” The woman stood in front of a food table staffed by volunteers. While a volunteer filled her cup, the woman said, “My village—” she motioned an explosion with her hands. “Gone.” She accepted the paper cup and disappeared back into the crowd. A grandmother waited in her van with three of her grandchildren. The…
Multicolored confetti in the gutters tipped us off that Saturday would be no ordinary day in Lucerne, Switzerland. Soon we saw an entire troop of people in elaborate costumes, pushing a buggy, walking determinedly. Eloise would not allow me to chase them and ask what they were doing. We soon figured it out by following…
A cozy, snowy morning gave way to clear skies when we finally rolled out of the Edelweiss Lodge and Resort. When we heard there’s a good chance we may leave months before our PRD, we decided we’d better tag a couple extra counties onto our ski trip. Today’s itinerary had us leaving Germany, driving though…
Hopefully not the last post about anything ever. We woke up this morning to Chris’ work computer singing like crazy as Russia invaded Ukraine. Everyone around us at breakfast was scrambling to see whether leave was cancelled and who needed to go back to work across the continent. Chris thankfully did not need to head…
I did not want to ski today. It was sleeting outside. Everything hurt. Yesterday was no fun. I couldn’t even see the mountain tops. Each limb weighed 1.3 thousand pounds. “You said you wanted to ski a bunch!” Chris was frustrated with me. “Yeah, but that was before I was not enjoying it as much…
