Tag: random

The Inevitable Has Happened

For the past year I have been tempting fate, cheating destiny, and postponing the inevitable.  This country is riddled with uneven cobblestones, upturned bricks, and countless other hazards for someone such as myself. For those of you who know me well, you know that I’m no stranger to the folks at Urgent Care. I carry bandaids and Neosporin with me… Read more →

The Moment You Have All Been Waiting For

The moment is here. The answer to life, the universe, and everything. And no, it’s not 42.   For nearly three decades the world at large has been contemplating the same question, a question that has bothered people even if they weren’t aware that that’s what was bothering them. I’m referring, of course, to the age old question of, “How… Read more →

Star Wars!

Yes I know. This has nothing to do with the Netherlands or moving or expat life or anything really. But I was violently threatened and blackmailed into writing a new post by my oh so favorite brother in law. I’m back in the states, as most of you already know. And it’s weird. It’s not as cold here, but I’m… Read more →

Sorry!

I know I know. It’s been a month. But I’ve been very busy! Doing… stuff. But the most ridiculous thing just happened and I have to tell you guys. So every day the church bells ring 4 times an hour: on the hour, on the 15 minute mark, on the 30 minute mark, and on the 45 minute mark. Pretty… Read more →

First Impressions of Belgium

On our way to Bruges we had a stopover at Liège, where we had to get off and switch trains. It was here that I got my first taste of Belgium. Marcel made an assessment of the country that they were 50 years behind. That’s not true really. They’re only about 8 years behind. At the station I saw a… Read more →

Journey to Ithaka

Those of you who know me know of my love for anything and everything Greek and Roman. After all, I did spend the better part of a decade studying their ancient history. Those of you who know me well also know of my undying love for C.P. Cavafy. After all, I did get his name tattooed on me. Intense, I know.… Read more →

Hi. My name is Taty…

…and I’m a House Hunters International addict.     I seriously cannot stop watching any and all Dutch episodes of House Hunters International. If you’ve never heard of it, it’s a crazy addicting show about people looking for homes in different cities. And it has a game show style element where you pick from three options. My mom and I have… Read more →