A Californian living in Switzerland
I keep having this dream where I’m on a plane. I’m alone in first class. The lights are dimmed and my seat is reclined. I’m watching a romantic comedy. Something by Nora Ephron. I have a stack of magazines next to me, but none of them are TIME or anything with hard journalism. The flight attendant comes […]
Read MoreThe other day I found myself in a sticky situation. I was at a party, trying to have a conversation and also trying to prevent my toddler from destroying the host’s home, when the question came up “So, what do you do?” After a beat, I said “I’m a writer.” Because I am. Well, kind […]
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…because it feels as though the rest of the world is moving at a neck-breaking pace. Last weekend we planned to be luxury glamping in the Alps, when my husband suddenly came down with a mysterious stomach pain. He checked into the hospital with what we thought was appendicitis and six long, confusing days later he checked […]
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I love packing for summer vacations. For each sundress and swimsuit I pack, I imagine a different, idyllic scenario. Strolling down a cobblestoned street with an ice cream cone in hand. Sunning myself on a beach with a good book. And the best scenario of all: Sauntering onto the plane with everything packed into a […]
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…because the world feels awfully heavy at the moment. I’m reminding myself that it’s ok to feel the heaviness, but I’ll still be going for a walk this afternoon to feel the warmth of the sun on my face. Meanwhile, here are some links to get you to the weekend: Vermont will pay you to […]
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Paris may be for lovers, but the 16th arrondissement is for the rest of us: People with toddlers. The western Parisian neighborhood between the Seine and the Bois de Boulogne, runs from the Arc de Triomphe in the north down to the Roland Garros stadium in the south. The quiet quarter, also known as Passy, is […]
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I’ve been lucky enough to visit Paris many times. In fact, it was the first place I saw outside of the U.S. It was the first big city I ever visited. I remember that car ride from the airport as if it were yesterday. Paris was noisy and glamorous and unpredictable. There was music on […]
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