And then there was one.

With the trade in roles of Hausfrau to Hausmann comes the privilege/responsibility of summer holidays. Sunday, Manolo and the kids left for Canada in pursuit of carefree days of summer fun. I am left behind, suffering through the solitude of a quiet, mess-free existence. In all honesty the bliss of the quiet and lack of…

Inexplicable things

This week marked 2 years since we began this adventure. 2 years since we packed up our lives, to the utter shock and dismay of our family, friends and therapists; calling the collective bluff, so to speak. Surprising even ourselves. There have been countless pinch-me moments, fairly constant “wtf” moments and more character defining moments…

Lazy, hazy days of summer…sort of.

We have had a few days recently to feel as though we were on holiday, touring through the Swiss countryside like tourists do. Only we aren’t on holidays. Not yet. You see, those days we were touring Barcelona and Florence earlier this year, while you were cursing us and thinking “must be nice”, those days…

How heavy is your pack?

In case any of you have bought into the illusion that life here has become a string of parties with (read: near) billionaires, I’ll share a glimpse into our true reality. It’s not nearly as glamorous as that last post portrayed. On a day to day basis we continue to struggle with questioning the impact…

Opa!

Well, this past week has been another one from the chronicles of “whose life is this anyhow?” I spent last week on another work trip, this time to Athens for a massive international shipping exhibition. This is the trip I’ve been fretting for some time, knowing that the timing could be quite tragic given my…

For the Ladies

Warning fellas, this one is for the women readers. Mind you, if you have a 40-something-50ish woman in your life, maybe this would be an enlightening read… “Good times, this perimenopausal phase of life”, said no woman, ever. Thank you to all the genetic contributors who have blessed me with early onset. I’m all good…

The Gilmore Girl effect.

It is quite possible that Lorelai Gilmore is to blame for all that is wrong with families today. I didn’t watch Gilmore Girls when it first aired in 2000. I don’t know why, I was definitely watching TV back then. Same reason that I didn’t watch Grey’s Anatomy or Lost or How I Met Your…

Squeeze your mom today.

Living abroad means that you might not get to give your mom an in-person hug on Mother’s Day. But if you’re lucky, like I am, you’ll have a jet-setting mom, who loves to travel, and who comes to visit so you get your Mother’s Day hugs a week early. Last week, while Manolo and the…

Frolicking in Florence

So this last school holiday for the kids provided a chance to explore into Italy a little further than we have to date. Turns out it wasn’t an original idea. I think the whole world was there. All of them signed up for a walking tour which brought them, en-mass, to every single street we…

The most londony London

Another post comprising mostly photos. Scenic photos to be precise. I recently traveled to London. I was in London while in grade 9. My memory of the city from that trip is virtually nothing. Thank goodness London didn’t seem to remember me either. I was able to take advantage of the work trip to add…

Blissfully busy

Oh it is a treat to be too busy to blog. Especially when that busyness comes in the form of hosting dear friends from home. It means real conversations – not just this dialogue I indulge in for a place to hold all the ramblings in my head. Today’s post is light on ramblings, heavy…

The birds and the bees.

I must tell you, there is something kind of funny about helping your child with their sex-ed homework in a different language. It’s not the awkward, uncomfortable-funny that one might expect. Rather it’s a whole new level of curiosity, wrapping our heads around words we’ve never heard before, definitely can’t pronounce, but which have the…