Our trip is done, we’re on the plane for SFO, and amidst the inevitable soul-searching about this home we’re returning to, this Brian Bilston poem nails it, dammit:
England is a cup of tea.
France, a wheel of ripened brie.
Greece, a short, squat olive tree.
America is a gun.
Brazil is football on the sand.
Argentina, Maradona’s hand.
Germany, an oompah band.
America is a gun.
Holland is a wooden shoe.
Hungary, a goulash stew.
Australia, a kangaroo.
America is a gun.
Japan is a thermal spring.
Scotland is a highland fling.
Oh, better to be anything
than America as a gun.
6 days and counting: did you know Oxford is only an hour away from London via train? Me neither. But it is, and it’s awesome, and now I’m ready to pull a Rodney Dangerfield and go Back To School. We had a great tour with our guide (a recent graduate) and even ate in an actual dining hall (not the Harry Potter one, which we did see, though). We made it back to London just in time for a last minute musical: @adrianmoleuk. It’s an adaptation of one of my fave book series ever, and we literally stumbled upon it when we went to a show around the corner. Glad to report the kids loved it as much as I did!
7 days and counting. Behind the scenes tour of the Natural History Museum (including a peep into the spirit jars collected by Darwin on the Beagle!!), a stroll through the food market at Harrod’s, and the show du jour: Come From Away. Bittersweet is the theme of the day, I guess.
8 days to go, and our last stop before home: London. We are down to just the ladies now, the boys having returned home early, those quitters. The girls and I drowned our loneliness (ha!) at the amazing Dior exhibition at the Victoria & Albert and threw in a couple shows: Hamilton and Thriller Live. Not a bad first 24 hours in the *real* Greatest City In The World. #SorryLinManuelButItsTrue
9 days and counting: today we said auf wiedersehen, au revoir and arrivederci to Switzerland. We’ll miss the mountains and the lakes, the flowers both cultivated and wild, the cows, and their bells, and their cheeses (even in the vending machines!)—and the most wonderful B&B hosts EVER. We’re taking with us a whole bunch of little red folding knives, a gajillion photos, the burning desire to return next summer, and best of all: two jars of homemade jam from those hosts mentioned above. Merci, Christophe et Michel. A la prochaine fois!
Commencing countdown on the journey back to the mother ship: T-minus 10 days. Today’s Swiss Mix: CERN, the Olympic Museum in Lausanne, Charlie Chaplin’s home and museum in Vevey, and topped it off with the amazing Fête des Vignerons. A week’s worth of awesome in one (loooong) day.
Athena, where ya at?
Today’s our one-year travelversary! Adam’s hair’s a little longer, mine’s in need of some time TLC from @leachjohn, and we’re heading into the home stretch. Can’t wait for our next adventures! @seekeradam @allie.tachner
The fado. The sardines. The street art. If I love Lisbon, does that make me a Lisbian? #worstpunever #imsorry