Sometime in May I was asked to go with my guy friends here in Trier to Oktoberfest. It seemed like everyone was going, even C. from Mainz and J. from England, so I quickly agreed even though I still wasn’t … Continue reading
A few weeks ago (read: October) Svenja and I wanted to get away from Trier for a day, so we headed off to the Caves of Remouchamps in Belgium.
Germany greeted my return last week with stifling 35C heat, an unwelcome upgrade to the pleasant 25C I had been enjoying on Canada’s best coast for the past month. I can handle 25C. Anything more however and I start to … Continue reading
Mark Twain took great issue with the German language; I, on the other hand, have my major beefs with two things: German supermarkets, and the atrocious German pillow. I’ve ranted before about German supermarkets, so let’s get to the pillows. … Continue reading
˶Das ist so was von unlogisch. That’s so illogical.” “Hm?” I looked up from the postcard I had been writing. Svenja was looking down at the row of coins laid out on our sticky table. We were sat in a … Continue reading
Back home in Canada we have romantic images of trips to Europe. People gladly talk about their dream trips. Sometimes they focus on glamour and romance – think Venice, London, Paris – while others yearn for a seat-of-your-pants backpacking adventure a … Continue reading