10 Dec 2014
‘Hey!’ Exclaimed David cocking his head to one side and pointing at nothing in particular. I recognised his listening face. ‘This is me!’ We were having breakfast in the restaurant on the 41st floor. It took me a second to recognise that the (beautiful) music playing was one of his piano pieces. Continue reading
09 Dec 2014
‘I think today might be a day off. A hotel day?’ Said David looking up from the morning paper, the Japan Times.
‘Oh that would be perfect!’ I agreed immediately snuggling deeper under the doona. I’d only managed four hours sleep last night.
‘We can go to the gym, use the pool, have a drink in the bar…’ It sounded like the perfect way to Continue reading
08 Dec 2014
‘Where am I?’ It’s dark, my body’s awake before my brain. My head rolls following my eyes towards the huge window. Millions of diamonds on a velvet floor. Ah, Tokyo! And Jet-lag. Is there anything less glamorous than a 10 hour time difference directly after a 12 hour sleepless flight? Continue reading
05 Dec 2014
David gasped. I looked up in alarm. He was staring over my head out of the train window. I turned and looked over my shoulder to see huge brilliant white mountains shining against the blue sky.
‘Woah’ I breathed. The Alps have a way of rendering us speechless. Continue reading
04 Dec 2014
‘What’s the opposite of vertigo?’ There isn’t a single word, but there should be. I love heights, particularly mountain summits and observation platforms. It must be my Swiss blood. Continue reading
03 Dec 2014
For three days I’ve been in bed. I don’t have time for a cold on holiday. And with only three days left in Switzerland, I was determined to go out. I mean, I haven’t even seen the Alps yet because Thun has been under Continue reading
30 Nov 2014
Living in London, we made good friends with Veronika (a Swiss Architect) and her husband Philipp ( a German Ad-Man). They’re living in Bern now and we were looking forward to catching up with them this afternoon and meeting their young son, Matto (3). Continue reading
29 Nov 2014
The sound of the rushing river kept me company through my dreams, reminding me that we’re in Thun. We arrived in my Father’s hometown late last night. The Hotel Freienhof is perched on the tip of the river island Continue reading
28 Nov 2014
I’m so happy
Sitting on the TGV
Listening to music
Loud, penetrating my mood Continue reading
27 Nov 2014
For our last day in Paris we decided to explore deeper into the Latin Quatre. David had read about a local farmer’s Market at Rue Mouffetard, and we decided to investigate. But first Continue reading
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