T̶w̶o̶ One p̶e̶r̶p̶e̶t̶u̶a̶l̶ ̶e̶x̶p̶a̶t̶s̶ immigrant settling into home country number five.
My trip to New Orleans happened to coincide with St. Patrick’s Day, and thus the St. Patrick’s Day parade. This holiday in the French Quarter is much like it is in other cities in the US, with green beer, green clothing, green kilts, and green drunks. The parade is nowhere near the grand scale of … Read more
I arrived back in Zurich this morning after an overnight flight from Atlanta. I’m happy to be back in the land of sparkling water, public transportation, and most importantly, my own bed. Oh yeah, and it’s good to see the husband again, too. Now I am faced with the daunting task of keeping myself awake … Read more
The Garden District I hear that Brad and Angelina recently purchased a house in this area (which, like the French Quarter, stands on high ground and wasn’t flooded). ————– This picture is of a relatively new neighborhood. Designed by FEMA. Edgewater Park Those aren’t out-of-town guests living in those trailers. Some of the many blue … Read more
The heart of New Orleans is still alive, populated with more drunken tourists than you can shake a stick at, although I can’t really compare it with what it was like before. There are several places that have closed down, and many beautiful old buildings for sale.
Greetings from New Orleans.
I’m currently in the middle of a 32-hour layover at my home in Zurich. I just got back from 4 days in Amsterdam, and tomorrow morning I am headed to New Orleans, for my first trip to US soil in about a year and a half. Should be interesting, to say the least. There’s a … Read more
Or maybe they taste like ranch dressing, like my friend Saron said. I didn’t actually try them. I did experience some major super-market envy while walking through her local Albert Heijn, though. It was way bigger than my local Migros, and it offered a bunch of foods I’ve never seen here. And it stays open … Read more
Sunday morning we woke up hideously early and hauled our ski gear to the train station for a day in Davos. On the way there my husband joked that someday we would tell our kids about this last day of skiing ever before global warming made it a thing of the past. So I figured … Read more
Day one of my recent trip to Alsace was spent in Colmar, an adorable little town full of narrow cobblestone streets and half-timbered houses painted in vivid colors. It’s just a 2-hour train ride from Zurich, changing trains in Basel (I’m being nice in this post, so I’m biting my tongue about the cleanliness and … Read more
I never used to be a big fan of France. I wasn’t out renaming fried potato products just to spite its citizens or anything like that – I just wasn’t that into it. The language sounds ridiculous to me. The food is meaty. The trains… well, you know about the trains. But my last couple … Read more