The Tippy Top

On a day threatening to rain we thought we’d stay (relatively) close to home and explore Basel a bit. We first went to find my work on public transportation so that on my first day I wouldn’t arrive two hours late after being overtaken by tram-pirates (I have not heard that is a thing, but I imagine it might be, and so am now worried about it, which is totally normal). We found work without incident but it was closed, which makes sense since it was a Swiss holiday. (Whit Monday; apparently that is a thing, but I don’t know enough to worry about it. Perhaps that is when pirates take the day off to plan their next tram attack? OK, now I’m worried.) Continue reading

A Half Day in St. Ursanne (with kids)

“Hey, Cameron.  You realize that if we played by the rules right now we’d be in gym?”

It was our second Friday in Switzerland and that scene from Ferris Bueller’s Day Off kept playing in my head.  Still adjusting to a year-long sabbatical, I had a feeling I was getting away with something.  Perhaps, Ed Rooney was going to track me down and put me in detention for ditching my career.   Continue reading

Hallo Basel [She said]

We’ve now been here three days, but it feels a bit longer. Perhaps because at least of one us gets up around 4:00 am and, since the floors creak if you even look at them funny, then everyone else is up too. I’ve been wondering if there is any sort of “WD-fairy” that would come and fix them for a small fee or a pound of flesh—I’m open to almost any price at this point. Continue reading

Baggage [She said]

You may have noticed in Barry’s last post about packing there was not much mention of actual packing. Since writing about packing does not actually put things into bags, I’ve been delaying the former in favor of the latter. But today is the day we leave Colorado and we are finally packed! Continue reading