Unraveling This Life

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Posts from the “Travels” Category

Ten Seconds

Posted on October 10, 2012

Normally, a 10 On 10 day is a regular, run-of-the-mill kinda day. Nothing special. Nothing unusual going on. So let’s just pretend that I jet off to Canada on a daily basis and meet up with women who fill me with joy and recharge my batteries all the f-ing time. Because reality can wait for a weekend. All photos were taken on October 5, 2012 in Newark, New Jersey and Toronto, Canada. If you’re done here, go check out Laura Louise’s day. That would be her in the fifth photo taking something awesome, no doubt! Advertisements

King of the Rodeo

Posted on October 5, 2012

I’m sitting in Newark International waiting for my flight. And I hate it. I hate flying by myself. I hate not having access to the perks my husband brings to a flight. I hate listening to other people’s conversations on their cell phones. I hate when people don’t follow the posted rules. I just hate it. But it’s the quickest way from Point A to Point B. So I put up with El Douche’s conversation about securing model rights and revenue enhancements. Walk around the woman zipping up her thigh high boots and carefully arranging her poncho on the other side of security. Listen to the anchors on Headline News exaggerate every syllable. And look for a bar. See you soon, Toronto!

The Song Remains the Same

Posted on May 26, 2012

I hate saying good-bye. Dave and the Girls will tell you I get downright bitchy the day before they leave to go back to school. I can’t explain it … it just happens. Yesterday, we took a train to Lübeck, a town about 45 minutes north of Hamburg to give Shelby a break from playing tour guide. It was a cute and charming little town. Dave found some “sweet kicks,” I found a wonderful yarn shop, and Mom bought a few scarves since she only brought seven. Fun fact about Germany: Germans drink 40 gallons of beer a year. It’s cheaper than water. After all our travels, I can say we’ve put a small dent in the average amount. See you in America!

The Waiting

Posted on May 25, 2012

Chances are if there’s a zoo in a 30 mile radius, the requests will begin. “Hamburg has a zoo, you know … We should visit the zoo … Maybe Thursday we can go to the zoo.” And so we did. I honestly thought this would have faded with time, this fascination with all things zoological. But then again, Jordan was the only one to correctly identify the sturgeon on the television last night, so I don’t think the animal love is going anywhere, anytime soon. So … I’ve never been to a zoo where you can buy bag of food to feed the elephants. Or where you can sit on a bench and have the muntjacs come up for a little handout. Or where…

Zoo Station*

Posted on May 24, 2012

Part of the beauty of renting a flat for the week is having some place to bum around when you don’t want to walk another step. Some place to read quietly. Some place to goof off with your kids. Some place to cook dinner and share a family dinner. Some place to pretend you’re all sitting around your own living room cracking up over stupid shit. Some place to call home. * And I totally didn’t get Dave’s reference in Berlin that we could take the U2 to the zoo station … which is bad when you have insisted on naming your oldest child after Bono’s oldest child.

Riding On the Metro

Posted on May 23, 2012

I’m a child of the ’80s, no questions about it. Dave and I will frequently stop on the ’80s channel and try and identify the song playing in the least amount of time. Think “I Can Name That Tune” only with two hyper competitive people who don’t follow the rules. So, that being said, yesterday we spent the day in Berlin (ahhhh … big fan of the song). We took the train from Hamburg Hbf to Berlin Hbf kinda on a wing and a prayer. Dave and I have been doing this long enough that we figure it out as we go. Tear out a chunk of the guide book. Make a few notes on my cellphone. Just go. In Berlin, we decided to…