Sunday night. Strange day due to jet lag. We were falling asleep at odd hours, and here I am awake well past my bedtime! This is the view from out the window in our apartment here in lovely Beaune. All the rooftops are made of clay or slate. Asphalt roofs apparently never made it to... Continue Reading →

Beaune, France. It's Sunday morning, and the church bells are ringing, but this post is about Saturday. We arrived in Zurich, Switzerland, in the morning after an all-night flight from Boston. There was a shrieking baby, and my legs were too long for the seat. The drive from Zurich to Beaune took about four hours.... Continue Reading →