I was offended by the alarm this morning. Sabrina had to be at university for an 8am class so we were up early. When I eventually dragged my arse out of bed, I felt lethargic, sick with a sore throat and in a foul mood because of stupid dreams that had been interrupted. On our…

The alarms were set, they went off, but there was no action. We both got out of bed around 9am. Sabrina had missed her class and I had missed being at my first museum for the opening time of 10am. We had a slow start but thankfully the hangovers weren’t too bad. I left the…

You don’t want to know what time I got up this morning, but I’ll tell you, it was 4am. Why? Because my appointment at the Frankfurt US consulate was set for 7:30am and it was a two hour drive. I gave myself the extra hour because I didn’t want to risk anything. Despite the darkness…

After another breakfast of oats, raspberries and bananas, I chauffeured Sabrina to school where we battled to find a parking space. After much disagreement from my passenger, I wedged her little Renault Clio into a tiny space with just enough room to get out of the driver’s side, just like a European pro. I wished…

In the morning I added the feeling of hungover to jetlag. Since I’m not a red wine drinker, it was a new type of hangover for me, thanks to the Gluhwein. A hot shower made it a bit better, the oatmeal Sabrina made with almonds, banana and honey got me most of the way there,…

The flight. On a Lufthansa aicraft, I was situated at the back of the plane in the middle seat with a window to my left and an isle to my right, I was wedged between an extremely tall Canadian (about a head taller than Mikey) and a young Indian girl. It started off poorly with…