Monthly Archives: July 2015

Shameless Confessions of a Tactless Yogi

I do yoga. There. I said it out loud. See, the thing is, I wouldn’t go to yoga if I could help it. If I could find another way to eliminate the chronic pain in my neck and shoulders, help … Continue reading

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Teenagers and War

How do you teach children about war? In all cases a herculean task, I think that American parents have it both harder and easier than so many other cultures. Easier, because whichever path we choose, it’s voluntary for us to … Continue reading

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The Holding Pattern and Review (Day 14–Last Day)

I am in a holding pattern today. We are waiting in Germany for there to be space available on a plane that is bound for the states and re-arranging suitcases bulging with souvenirs and dirty clothes (if I bought you … Continue reading

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I Had Fun Storming the Castle (Day 13)

I was GOING to see a castle. That’s all there was to it. Now, I’m sure that there are better castles, bigger castles, castles with more to see, but none of them were on the path back to Ramstein, so … Continue reading

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Nazis and Freddie Mercury (Day 12)

Today we went to the sight of the Battle of the Bulge in Belgium. I was so thankful to the people of Belgium for the museum here. The museum told about the second World War from the perspective of a … Continue reading

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Brussels with Poo Face (Day 11)

This blog should be about Belgium, and it is, mostly, but it’s also about compromise. My kids wanted to come to Brussels. We’ve already been to Brussels. Not that I didn’t love it the first time, I did. It’s just … Continue reading

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Now I Speak Dutch (Day 10)

My last day in Amsterdam started with an epic run. I wouldn’t say that the running itself was epic, so to speak, but the view? We crossed the street from our hotel to join the houseboats joyfully bobbing on the … Continue reading

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