Be it ever so humble, there’s no place like home. A friend’s recent blog post got me thinking about the concept of home, particularly about how it relates to those of us throwing darts at a map to see where we shall be living next. The ex-pat life is one of extremes and contradictions. On…
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In two straight lines in rain or shine
The water in Denmark is full of calcium. But beyond the lime-scale, there seems to be something else in the water here. Something that if I could isolate and bottle, I would be rich beyond measure. I would be lauded and invited to appear on Oprah. I could buy that pair of boots I am…
When in Rome
I’ve never been to Rome, but I have been around the block in a few different countries. And I’m a mom, so doling out advice is in my job description. So 2 plus 2 equals 12, right? Often I will come across something which I tuck away in the over-stuffed, messy Filofax that is…
The Mixed Up Chameleon
The other day my husband commented on how impressed he was that I ride my bike in the rain. “Well,” I said, “we’re in Denmark, that’s what you do here.” Dramatic pause. “I’m adaptable.” In fact, I’m so freakin’ adaptable that I’m practically a chameleon. Like walking, talking camouflage. Plonk me down and I’ll change…
Wine and Cheese (Doodles) 