[As of this writing] the last month was a tornado of chaos. To sum things up, in the last 30 days I moved to a new apartment; took trips to Cologne, Luxembourg, and Prague; went to an out of town family reunion for Gert’s family; attended a funeral (Gert’s grandma); celebrated the big Dutch national… Continue reading A Drink with the King (and other spring tales)
Technically, autumn is still upon us. But when the trams ice over and shut down for the first time in history, and when my frosty Texas toes tingle with numbness through multiple pairs of socks, it is winter – and it is indeed bleak. Actually the sun came out yesterday for the first time in a month… Continue reading In the Bleak Midwinter, Krampus Came to Play
Thanksgiving- a moveable feast in more ways than one for me this year, as it was my first away from home. I faced the day armored with a determination to commemorate, no matter how ordinary a day it is in the Czech Republic. In my attempt to resuscitate the observance from 5,000 miles away I molded several lessons around the holiday. I was surprised… Continue reading A Moveable Feast
Just as quickly as the warm days turned into gray clouds, gloves and wool socks, my calendar burgeoned with work. I got on contract with another language school which helped bolster my schedule. I added a private 19 year old advanced boy who likes Dexter so of course we get along, an intermediate middle-aged business woman – I… Continue reading On Earning Crown and Spending Euro
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