I should preface this by reporting that I actually did not see anything in St. Moritz other than the bank (to exchange Euro for Francs), the grocery store (to get a few snacks), and the Hockey rink. The Hockey rink was the center of this entire trip. We set out from Köln to St. Moritz […]Read More A Long Weekend Getaway to St. Moritz
On our visits to the city of New Orleans we did not see any Vampires, but we did enjoy walking through the Garden District. We loved the beautiful trees with Spanish Moss hanging heavy off the low branches and the fantastic Garden District Homes. Although we missed out on the Vampires, we did meet some […]Read More Monday Memories: Wild Cows and Grave Yard Scars part II
When I was twenty-one, my friend Shelly and I went on a road trip to New Orleans. Every August I went on a two week vacation. This usually involved getting out a map, yes an actual map, not an app on the phone(we didn’t have phones), and just picking a spot on the map. (The […]Read More Monday Memories: Wild Cows and Grave Yard Scars, My Vacation to New Orleans
In May of 2017, we made a trip to Germany with my daughters and @Theroamingroscoes. We had already set the date for our move to Germany for August of 2017, but, we needed to make this extra trip for a few reasons. We wanted to show my daughters the country that we were moving to(They […]Read More Monday Memories-Shopping with Waltraud & Jurgen
Prior to meeting my now husband, I had not done much traveling outside of the USA and Canada. I had been to Mexico and some Caribbean Islands, but never to Europe. One of the many things to catch my eye during my travels abroad were the toilets. I know, I know, most people come home […]Read More Toilets: A Love Story. No, Really, It’s a Love Story.
I flew into Amsterdam Airport Schiphol on a very snowy morning in January a few years ago. This was an exciting trip for me, of course all of my trips to Germany were exciting and fun, but this one was special. Dirk would be coming back to America with me when I left. We would […]Read More Monday Memories-Stranded in Amsterdam and My First Experience with German Humour