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My trip to Istanbul has been over a year in the making. My girlfriends and I had a week long trip planned along the Turkish coast last summer, but we changed it last minute due to the political unrest. Our replacement trip to Croatia more than sufficed, but I still had a flight voucher to Istanbul and an itch to check out the city.
I’m home from being home. When I was leaving for California, I told everyone I was going home, yet when I was on my way back to Switzerland, I again told everyone I was going home. I guess I now have two “homes” and I’m perfectly ok with that. As I mentioned before, I had a pretty packed schedule while I was in the states. Luckily that packed schedule involved getting to see almost all my family and friends in one trip, even if it did involve re-packing my bag eight times and never knowing where I was when I woke up the morning.
Our little balcony herb garden is doing really well, no thanks to me. Jon is the gardener around here and he doesn’t like when I touch anything in fear that I will kill it. Unfortunately, I can’t say much in response because his fears come with good reason. My black thumb reaches far and wide. Yesterday, I snipped some basil to use in my lunch, without permission of course. And when he got home, my harvesting was quickly discovered. He informed me that I need to cut a little bit from everywhere, not just from one side, blah blah. Ya, our basil plant is no longer as pretty as it once was, but in my defense, I thought it’s main purpose was to use it, not stare at it!
If you have Netflix, you’ve probably already binge watched the second season of “Orange is the New Black” like me. That show is so addicting and I’m sad to have to wait again for a whole new season to come out. One of the episodes that caught my attention is the one where Piper is granted furlough from prison and gets to go home for a day. At one point, she bites into a giant burger and you witness her savor every bite as if it were her last…probably because it actually was her last for a while. Though Swiss food is nothing like prison food (I’m actually growing quite fond of sausages), I can relate. My mouth is watering thinking about all the delicious food I’m about to eat during my trip back to the States next week. I can’t wait to go to El Nido and Gordo for a giant burrito served with free chips and salsa (yes, there will be multiple burrito outings). Or eat fresh sushi, enjoy a real American breakfast, be served ice water, buy a sandwich with more than once slice of meat, and order a decent tasting salad at a restaurant.
For our few years abroad, creating a travel list was a must. The problem is, the more we travel, the longer the list gets. We cross one place off and hear about three more places to go. For a while, we had planned to save a portion of the list for three-day weekend trips. But let’s face it, there aren’t enough three-day weekends in the calendar year and our time here is passing quickly by. We decided to give up our three-day weekend wishes, and just start going. First up: Venice, Italy.
I’ve mentioned it before, but I’ll sadly admit it again…we rarely go out to dinner anymore. It’s quite a change considering trying out the best or newest restaurant was pretty much my favorite thing to do in San Francisco. The problem with going out to dinner in Zürich is that it way too expensive to justify. To give you a good example, we went to the Asian restaurant down the street for a quick dinner. With two entrees, water, and a soda, it cost roughly $85 USD. It tasted totally fine, but $85 for some stir-fry?! I just can’t. We decided that we are going to save our money and go out to dinner once or twice a month, but only to restaurants that are highly recommended.
This time last week, I have to say I was proud to be an American. The Boston Marathon was an incredible experience. It was amazing to be around so many people that came out to support their town, their runners, and stand up against last year’s tragedy. My brother, the runner of the Dunn fam, qualified for Boston in late 2012 and our family decided to make a trip out of it. We wanted to cheer him on as he ran a ridiculous amount of miles (26.2) along side a ridiculous amount of people (35,000 to be exact). We made a pretty good looking cheer squad don’t you think?
Dairy and I have a love-hate relationship. Sometimes we can handle each other, and other times dairy hates me, which in turn makes me hate dairy. But, I love dairy so much, why doesn’t it love me back?
To get rid of the hate in my life, I try to minimize dairy as much as possible. I go through phases where I break up with dairy and swear it off for ever, and then it somehow talks me back into the relationship (cheese, why you so good lookin?).
Being in a foreign country, it sure is nice to have familiar faces just a train ride away. I headed to Nuremberg, Germany last weekend to visit my college friend, Melissa, for a relaxing weekend getaway. We went bowling, shopped, made some delicious comfort food, ate some delicious German food, and did some crafting. A simple weekend with good friends is sometimes just what the doctor ordered. Except the doctor also ordered me to quit travelling so much and catching colds on public transit. But that order went in one ear and out the other, and we are hitting the road again this weekend for our honeymoon! Runny nose, sore throat, and all.