Category Archives: travel

Dover to Dunkirk, Jan. 31, 2016

And just like that, January was over. It meant we could reenter the Schengen by way of France, spend a night, and the next day return to my mom’s house in Germany. The radiator crapped out on the Opel and … Continue reading

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Discreet Music | January 16, 2018

I made marrow soup for the first time (or released the marrow I guess, into a soup). And I took a hot bath and imagined myself settling into it the same as the chicken carcass, reduced. I flickered in and … Continue reading

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No Christmas in Germany (26 Dezember)

Eberhard put school pictures of the girls in a pack of cigarettes and we said goodbye, gave him the last of the turkey in a Ziploc bag. When he leaves, mom always goes to the kitchen sink window where they … Continue reading

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No Christmas in Germany (24 Dezember)

24 Dezember, 17 Besigheim, Baden-Württemberg Early morning, happy snoring sounds in bed with Dawn—then mom and I by the banquette watching the birds gather outside by her window. We stayed up late playing Dan Fogelberg songs on mom’s tablet, Dawn … Continue reading

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No Christmas in Germany (23 Dezember)

My pants don’t fit, and we can’t get the lyrics right to any of the Steely Dan songs. Cooked onion hangs like phlegm from the lips of Eberhard, the seafood gumbo I made: we were so full from lunch, mom … Continue reading

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No Christmas in Germany (21 Dezember)

This month I’ve been featuring journal-style stories from our time visiting my mom in a small German village in Baden-Württemberg.  The series is named after a post from 2014, before we moved here for nine months. We had to leave … Continue reading

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No Christmas in Germany (18 Dezember)

We went back to Colmar, the small French town with the killer Christmas markets, but it wasn’t the same trying to recreate our first visit, when it was just me and Dawn. But if you’re a 10-year-old, on the cusp … Continue reading

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