The First Day in Germany
The view from our road, of the mainly-residential Nanzdietschweiler. “In spite of everything, we made it to Germany!” That’s the first thing I thought when I wheeled my luggage cart, cat perched precariously on top, towards the Ausfahrt (exit) where Nick was waiting. The trip itself hadn’t been too bad- no one had given me any grief about the cat, and she’d been calm except when I left her field of vision to go to the... Read More
To Portugal
By Beth It’s about 8:30am and it’s still quite dark. It’s also absolutely freezing. Here I am, laying in bed. I am wearing: Two tank tops, a short-sleeved shirt, a long-sleeved shirt and a sweater; as well as two layers of pants, socks and slippers. And I have…six heavy blankets on top of me.You guessed it (or maybe you didn’t, but I’ll tell you anyway): it’s winter in Portugal, I’m in a very... Read More
How Not to Fly with Children
How Not to Fly with Children By Emily Children can be wonderful. They have unique perspectives and personalities, they’re the sweetest creatures on Earth when they want to be, and Heaven knows they say the darnedest things. But after several years of flying between my home in New Hampshire and my student life in Utah, I have learned to avoid the pesky little buggers like the plague. On flights, that is. If you are flying with your own children,... Read More
Comfort Zone
Comfort Zone By Steph I had always considered myself an avid traveler, taking courageous leaps and bounds traveling to countries other members of my family had never been to before. South America, Central America, the United Kingdom! All glorious places sharing one advantageous factor in common: I could speak the native language. How easy it for ignorance to turn in to arrogance when the language barrier is not an issue. I could hear the proverbial... Read More
