Tag Archives: Germany

A stream of consciousness, passing through April

Posted on April 9, 2017 by pinklightsabre

We felt it winding down, that April. Who gets to be in Europe for nine months like that? I had no business complaining about having to go, it was time. It was starting to leaf out on the trees along … Continue reading →

Posted in musings, prose, travel | Tagged Germany, humor, Memoir, memoirists, memory, parenting, postaday, prose, stream-of-consciousness, the nature of memory, travel, William Pearse writer, writing memoir | 8 Comments

Snow song from a train heading north

Posted on February 23, 2016 by pinklightsabre

Sideways snow outside the window, all of us bundled with our gadgets, our books, our friends, the din of soft German going through tunnels, beneath bridges, the ivy, the vines, the limbs cut to the nub: I sit on the train and … Continue reading →

Posted in poetry, travel | Tagged escapism, existentialism, Germany, poem, poetry, snow poem | 16 Comments

Understanding ist einfach

Posted on February 16, 2016 by pinklightsabre

I tried wearing the same pair of jeans every day until something happened but nothing did. It was hard to remember what day it was. They asked us at the airport when we talked to the Bundespolizei, who were nicer … Continue reading →

Posted in death, musings | Tagged creative non-fiction, death, expats, Germany, Memoir, Schengen, Snape, travel | 27 Comments

Uncommon denominators

Posted on October 3, 2015 by pinklightsabre

Today we put down a deposit on a used car in a town we couldn’t pronounce that sounded like a slur or spit coming up — Eberhard got right on the used car search with his handy at the Bahnhof … Continue reading →

Posted in travel | Tagged 70s music, blogging, European travel, expats, family, fear, German culture, Germany, Memoir, men, midlife crisis, parenting, Schengen, Wordpress, writing | 8 Comments

The logic of the bells

Posted on August 25, 2015 by pinklightsabre

I turn like a rotisserie chicken every quarter hour in bed, with a window angled open toward the church up the street and the bells tolling every 15 minutes, and I wonder if they’re live bells or triggered by some … Continue reading →

Posted in humor | Tagged churchbells, existentialism, expats, German words, Germany, half-timbered homes, hiking, humor, poetry, Scotland, Scottish superstitions, sing a song of sixpence, travel, traveling in Scotland, traveling with kids | 24 Comments

No Wi-Fi in the Alps

Posted on August 12, 2015 by pinklightsabre

Ventured out for our first family getaway to Rothenburg ob der Tober. Took the 81 toward Untergruppenbach, then the 6 toward München, the 7 to Ülm. Espoused our strategy for spending money in the middle of a cobblestone street when … Continue reading →

Posted in writing | Tagged art, Austrian Alps, Cormac McCarthy, Germany, hiking in the alps, mindfulness poetry, Montafon, No Country for Old Men, poetry writing, Rothenburg od Tober, selfie sticks, the nature of art, travel, traveling with kids | 14 Comments

Der Zug hatte Verspätung

Posted on June 12, 2015 by pinklightsabre

The day starts around 5 with me getting up before my phone can wake me, up the street to the Bahnhof to catch the 5:57 to Frankfurt. But they announce (in German) the 5:57 is delayed by 10 minutes, cutting … Continue reading →

Posted in travel | Tagged attac, European culture, German culture, Germany, humor, Memoir, travel, traveling with pets | 10 Comments