Like you, winding up a year makes me look back, unwinding it. While you’ve been with me for half of 2012 (I launched this blog in May), having strapped yourself in just in time for the second part of the year’s ride, (that big move from Singapore to Switzerland, if you remember), you missed out on the entire front half of the calendar. That’s kind of a shame, really, because there was stuff going on, friend. Are you interested in seeing a bit of that passage?
Before I get carried away, though, may I insert a small, smiling caveat?
As you visit here throughout December, would you please keep something in mind? It’ll help so that I don’t feel too crippled by self-consciousness and you won’t feel sludgy or arrggghy or slumpy. Or slap-toppy.
(That stinging state of mind when you slap shut your lap top, resenting what you just saw inside it.)
Not that you would slap shut on me. But in case. Since you know, things happen.
Please hear my whispered voice saying that these posts are all given in the spirit of sharing between friends this riotously colorful and complex globe we live on. These posts are about nothing but that: sharing, celebrating, being whooshed away with wonder.
So consider today’s post a jiffy Table of Contents for what you can expect to read here throughout December, this last month of 2012.
There was an extended trip to Tanzania, Africa. I will post several times on that and explain why we were there in the first place, what things I observed, why I want to return. The photos alone are worth clicking in here once in a while. (I didn’t take them; my men did.)
Then there was Viet Nam, Cambodia and Thailand.
And Indonesia and Hong Kong.
And that morning spent diving with dolphins in Mauritius.
When not posting on the past passage of 2012, I’ll keep you abreast of the current passage, what we are experiencing in the here-and-now.
“Here”: Central Europe.
“Now”: right about. . . now. This alone will keep us busy, as we’ve planned a couple of family outings.
Come with us to Vienna to hear these talented boys sing…
Drive with us to Strasbourg for the Christmas market that dates from the 1500’s…
Take the TGV with us to Paris…
Then get some retrospective Paris with a few excerpts from Global Mom: A Memoir where most recently we’ve been looping back to Norway but we’ll now return to France.
Only to leave France briefly.
Only to return to France for a few more years.
All to keep you thoroughly confused and a bit transfixed.
And finally, come share with us our first Swiss Christmas. They promise to be deeply, whitely, purely holy days.