Every two weeks or so a farmer drives up in his truck. He rings the doorbell and shouts in the entry of the house: Apples! Pears! Dried fruit! Pumpkinseed oil! I stick my head out and tell him I’ll be right out to get some juice. It’s one euro for a liter of organic apple …
I missed my flight to Graz. See, the train from Milton Keynes to Euston got slowed down and arrived 20 minutes late. I needed that 20 minutes because it turns out that at RyanAir, where they take all the very worst things about air travel and sell it to you for super cheap, all while …
I think of myself as a city girl. I live in Seattle’s most densely populated neighborhood, after all, and I lament the lack of ethnic diversity, walkable culture, decent shopping, etc, in my second home in tiny Aigen. I don’t use a car much to get around the city when I’m there and I walk …
When the plane finally gets low enough to break through the cloud cover, it’s immediately pleasing to discover that England looks just like, well, England. Patches of green fields punctuated with sheep. Brick cottages with steep rooflines, Tudor houses leaning forward in to the street… even the little subdivision when Mindy lives looks like England …
I looked at my ticket again last night. RyanAir gets 10.48 euros for my ticket. The balance is airport taxes. Crazy, no? How can it cost just over 10 euros to fly round trip Graz-London? I’ve no doubt I’ll make it up in train fare and other expenses, London is, after all, crazy expensive, but …
If you’re not sick to death of pictures of J. and I frolicking in the breathtakingly gorgeous outdoors, you can take a look at the new photos I added snow days album (here) from our day out on Sunday, during which we went snowshoeing AND skiing, both. We are learning a lot about taking pictures …