Where Globe-Trotting meets Beach-Combing
On quarantine day 11,579, a rare and valuable shipment of Starbucks coffee and genuine half and half arrived at the Krueger household after a shortage of some months. On this most glorious day, I may have overindulged a little. After my third cup, sweating and unable to contain my unfocused excitement, I embarked on a…
Dînant is one of the first charming little Belgian towns I visited a few weeks after we moved in. And also one of the last, since within a few weeks we’d all be in lockdown. My parents were visiting and we took the kids to see whatever there is to see in winter in Dinant!…
I’m at my place. The local stay-at-home campaign has different slogans up all over the neighborhood but “Je suis chez moi”—“I’m at my place”—that’s my favorite. We go to school at home. We go to church at home. We eat every meal at home. We slowly go insane at home. We enjoy the weather and…
Eloise has been riding her bike around with no wheels for a year or more, but always needed a boost to get going. The other day she was being super grumpy about riding her bike, even with help, so… I stopped helping… and she did it on her own! She was so delighted with herself!…
Longing for blossoms From the wrong side of the pane Coronavirus
Move to Europe, they said…. So many opportunities to travel, they said…. One of the best things about Belgium—that it’s close to everything—is now one of the worst. My sister and I had plans to meet in Paris for her kids’ spring break Tuesday—the day France went into lockdown, one day before Belgium also closed…
Riding the chairlift up the Garmisch Classic I realized why people love skiing. It was so quiet, in the same way going to the beach is quiet. Shouts of laughter drifting across the slopes, air that smells so good, and that satisfying crumpling snow sound. From up above, skiers and snowboarders winding their way downward…
