Travel adventures
I am a lousy road warrior, though I believe I am improving. I am proud to say I successfully navigated my way to and from the Salzburg main railway station twice. I did one of those trips alone in the car at night through a part of the city I’d never been to before. Another …
To the US snowshoe team, we’re like groupies, only with slightly more authority. Also, we tend to sleep in our own hotel rooms. Still, we follow them around, cheering, waving cameras at them, clustering around them at finish lines and in restaurants…okay, we’re really more like the media, which is what I am, anyway, and …
Last night’s bus load of students was American. I heard them chattering in the halls again, though they weren’t nearly as noisy as the Italians and they were all girls. This morning they stumbled in to breakfast bleary eyed and bed-headed – as did I, though not as bleary eyed as yesterday. Staying in hotels …
Because I work at home most of the time, I forget what going to an office is like. Being in this modern glass box isn’t really much different than being in any modern glass box – there’s computer hardware and wires everywhere, tan cubes full of technology nerds in cool shoes, a messy kitchen… we …
For as long as I’ve been coming to Austria, laundry has been much more than a mundane chore. It’s been an existential crisis. There’s been much anxiety around who does the laundry, when it’s done, and where. It’s a whole thing with cultural identity and family structures, trust me, you don’t want to know. Things …
I am, always have been, a hopelessly early riser. Husband gets up at the crack of to go to work. Earlier this winter, when it was still pitch dark when he crawled out of bed, I went back to sleep, but now that daylight is leaking in, I’m getting up too. My mornings are very …