This past week has been a whirlwind of running around western Switzerland. Wednesday we made our trip to Bern to pick up Martha and Sammy’s Slovenian passports from the embassy. We are now a family of dual citizens. Â 🙂 Â Our attempts to register our Swiss residency with the Canadian and American embassies were much less […]
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Our Internet here at the hotel has been spotty for several days. If you’ve emailed me and I haven’t responded yet, that’s why. This is also the reason why there’s been no significant blog post since last week, though Sammy’s continued teething has also played a role. While one of the major supermarket chains here […]
Here are some new photos taken over the past few days, including a bunch of Sammy. http://www.permanent-expatriate.com/neuchatel4/
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
I haven’t wanted to say anything for fear of jinxing it. As that last night was the 8th (!!!) night in a row, however, I think I can safely say that Sammy now sleeps through the night (11 or so hours), in his crib, unswaddled. Â 🙂 Â Our little guy is growing up so fast.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Here are some additional Neuchâtel pics, mostly taken yesterday: http://www.permanent-expatriate.com/neuchatel3/
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Today, Sammy and I finally found our way up the hill in the middle of town into the castle for which the city is named. Here is photo-documentation of our journey: http://www.permanent-expatriate.com/neuchatel2/
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
I’ve been wondering why people look at me funny when I walk around town. I’ve isolated the following possible contributing factors, and feel that any or all of them could be playing a role: A man pushing a baby stroller by himself. (The Swiss are entertainingly sexist about these things. Many people have commented on […]
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Sammy: Being sick is awful. Quentin: Indeed. It’s worse when we’re both sick, isn’t it? Sammy: It certainly is. You’re much slower in feeding me, changing me, and tending to my various urgent needs. It doesn’t help matters at all. Quentin: I know, Sammy, and I’m sorry. Sammy: ‘Sorry’ doesn’t quite cut it, does it? […]