Shared experiences and bonding over failures

There comes a certain responsibility with sharing our experiences, ensuring that we are painting a true representation of the full experience. Capturing the good, the bad and the ever present risk of getting locked on a train. Despite this transparent sharing, we seem to have encouraged others to consider an adventure similar to our own….

A Swiss tradition – National Futures Day

Welcome to Switzerland, enjoy your stay in 1951. Living in Switzerland has surprisingly awakened the feisty feminist in me. Feisty is a better word than angry or ragey. Those are the words, unfortunately, that more accurately described my state of mind earlier this week. Allow me to elaborate. This week we celebrated Swiss Future Day,…

A weekend to unwind.

I have learned from my recent ordeal with shingles that I must look after myself and I have made a serious effort to take it down a notch. I won’t lie when I admit that I am partially vain in this effort as I’d really rather not have to deal with more wardrobe malfunctions while…

Sweet sixteen.

16 years married. That’s longer than either of us has stuck with anything! One certainty is this, on that fateful day, 16 years ago, neither of us would have predicted where we are today. This life we find ourselves leading here has surprised us all. What began as a dream which took form during a…

Third time’s a charm?

There’s no other time of year that we anticipate with as much dread and hope. The furrowed brows and heavy sighs began during what should have been care free summer days. The weight of the new school year is heavy on all of us. The kids, for the fear of the unknown, made so much…

A summer hiatus

Over a month has passed since my last post. Perhaps the longest break since beginning this journey. It wasn’t a planned break but rather a reflection of the pace of life lately and the company we have been keeping. There is a certain pattern that has emerged in my journey with this blog. Creativity, for…

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…

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…

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…

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…