Nov 25, 2015

The Eiffel Tower, of course

At the top of my "what I must do in Paris" list was taking a tour boat down the Seine. I freely admit that it's a cliche, but you have to take a tour boat down the Seine.

Nov 24, 2015

Notre Dame de Paris

The recent terrorist attacks in Paris have finally pushed me into posting about my Paris trip in August, 2005. (I can't believe it was ten years ago!) I had managed to wangle two days in Paris at the end of my eight days in Oslo. Obviously, two days is not enough. Honestly, a full year in Paris is not enough. But two days were all I could afford at the time, and I was determined to make the most of it.

Nov 14, 2015

Vive la France

I can't remember a time when I didn't long to go to Paris. In 2005, I finally got to go. Only for two days, but I filled those days by visiting the sites I'd always longed to see. I'll never, ever forget visiting Paris.

This is the second day of watching hours of news coverage of the senseless multiple murders in Paris, which happened only a day after the senseless multiple murders in Beirut. I will never, ever understand how human beings can do things like this to each other. Never.

Aug 15, 2015

Republican politics and macaroni salad

My cat Fox, who has mastered The Art of the Nap.
I was going to call this post "Bored now." Or possibly "Summertime blues." But then there was the macaroni salad... okay.

Nov 26, 2014

Thanksgiving in Ferguson

Photo by Daniel Hallorann taken
today outside our home
It's the day before Thanksgiving in my little apartment in Pennsylvania, and fat snowflakes are falling outside my windows. Daniel is in the kitchen making pumpkin pie for tomorrow. I love the holidays, and even though Thanksgiving is not my favorite, it's always enjoyable.

Oct 10, 2014

Life after death: I want to believe

Painting by Billie based on a photo by David Muench
I've lost my share of loved ones. Probably more than my share for my age. Parents and grandparents, my sister. Aunts and uncles. My favorite uncle Richard died of cancer in 2002. I lost Nelson, one of my closest friends in the world, to AIDS. And John, a man I was involved with for a long while and nearly married three times, died a couple of years ago.

Aug 24, 2014

The most difficult cat I ever knew

My cat Spike died this past Friday night. He was fifteen, nearly sixteen. I thought I'd be relieved, but honestly, I've been crying all weekend.

Aug 3, 2014

Pining for the Fjords

The morning after the city tour and cultural evening, I woke up feeling blue as well as stiff, from all the walking. I was thinking about my late sister Ruthie again, that she had never gotten to do something like this. I thought about her a lot during this trip, my first to another country.

Jul 20, 2014

They're stark naked, so get used to it

The highlight of my trip to Oslo was the "cultural city tour". We took a bus through the city. I sat with a man named Henry who at first thought I was British (I was born in New Jersey -- I do not sound British), and who then asked me questions about my workplace, most of which I couldn't answer.