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Monthly Archives: February 2018

They’re back!

They have no brains, no blood, are microscopic, and are made up of over 99% water and they sting. What are they? Sea lice.  They are tiny little jellyfish or stinger larvae that have the same stinging cells (nematocysts) as an adult jellyfish/stinger. They usually only sting when caught…

Baby It’s Cold Outside

One degree and it’s 3:30pm….brrrr!  We’re going out to a Taco Tuesday tonight at a Mexican restaurant.  Tacos in Poland…hmmm  Waiting for the tram and then walking to the restaurant….brrrrrrrrrr!!!!!! This is a view from our window, with and…

Everything is Close in Europe

We braved the cold (11 degrees) on Sunday and went to breakfast, the Main Market Square, Church of St. Mary, and a small city museum. Today we heard English accents every where on the Main Square.  There were British pubs on one side of the square featuring English breakfasts and…

Strong is “Definitely” the New Pretty

After a morning of rock climbing with her brother my son took the kids to REI.  This is the book my two year old granddaughter selected.   This is the same granddaughter who has a shirt that says, “I’m not a princess, I’m a scientist&#8221…

Another Crime Has Been Committed in Bucolic Scandinavia

In 1976, soon as the school year ended, we drove nonstop from Peoria, Illinois to Seattle, Washington, loaded our truck and ourselves on a ferry and exited at Haines, Alaska–that part of Alaska that looks like it should be part of Canada.  This trip culminated two years of…

The Poles Know How to Warm Up

Alan is a genius at using Google Earth and the transportation maps to figure out what tram to take, where to get off, and then where to go.  I’m a genius at observing details in our environment: the restaurants, stores, buildings, etc. we’ve passed.  He can…

Atmosphere is Everything

I’m feeling very cosmopolitan. Sitting here sipping Jasmine green tea, listening to French café music on Pandora (Should I find a Polish café channel?), surveying the sleek apartment and taking tantalizing bites of an onion tart from the corner coffee shop. It has been overcast and bitterly cold every…

Sleek and Modern

Twenty four hours of travel and, yet, we step surprisingly lively off the plane at John Paul II International Airport.  Feeling like royalty we are met by our driver with a sign as we exit the baggage area that says in my fantasies:  Sir Alan and Duchess Christine, actually, it…