“Guck mal! Eine Rakete! Das wünsche ich mir. Wie cool ist das! Eine Abschlepper mit Flugzeug! Das wünsche ich mir auch. Oh! Ein riesiges Schiff! Ja, ja, das wünsche mir so super sehr. Hej, was dann? Warum ist der Polizei so böse gegen der Fluchtling da? Das wünsche ich mir gar nicht.” These are the … Read More →
Do you ever get that animal-in-a-cage-about-to-go-wild-and-eat-the-zookeepers-hand feeling? My friends Kanye and Paul, et al (sidenote: have you seen how many people get authorship credit for that song?!) totally connect with that sentiment. Luckily I’ve found a few constructive ways to effectively handle it, namely traveling or learning something new. Sometimes it takes both. And, if you’re … Read More →
Some days I’m just moving in the shadows. That’s both the beauty and the bother of being an expat. I pinch myself to make sure I’m still real. Still a human being. Growing up in a smallish Midwest city meant I enjoyed an endless stream of lasagna jokes every time some clown who couldn’t read … Read More →