Let’s begin by getting the most likely snipe out of the way: nobody should have an expectation of being understood in their native tongue if they are not in a…
So. We’ve moved to a new country. We did it at the beginning of December specifically so we would meet our new home during the holidays. Heck, literally the first…
We’re changing up the flavor of the blog for this post, because the last several days in Paris tell a very different story. As we said at the end of…
Rejuvenated after a nice evening together, we played the Museum game once again. We mentioned this earlier, but there was in fact a die roll involved. See, this all goes…
Our next day dawned… well, still cold and gloomy, but with just a touch of I don’t know what. Lisa was feeling a little peaky, and was ready for a…
Story time. (Isn’t that literally the entire blog? Shaddup.) On our second trip to Paris we were there with friends. (Hi, Ryanses!) We all had a pretty similar list of…
In our family, there is a phrase we use for when the options for something are so numerous and overwhelming as to be useless; we say “field too large.” We…
Today is our liminal day, leaving Barcelona and spending a large portion of our waking hours on a train before arriving in Paris. We’re up and out of the Barcelo…
The end of our time in Barcelona took a strange and surprising turn. At least, it was a surprise for John; Lisa had arranged something in secret, which she likes…
Our next day in Barcelona was Epiphany itself. While it is fair to say that this day is roughly equivalent to Christmas in the U.S., it is not exactly the…
