Suspended in Midair

Already I’m annoyed. There’s a group of about 30, strewn across the grassy area where the bridge ends (or in my case, begins). They’re Americans of course. I surmise this because they’re a little too excited – ‘enthusiastic’ if I were feeling more generous, ‘obnoxious’ because I am not. One by one, another of their […]

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Switzerland: Year One

  I have written previously about what Geneva is like as a city, and what Europe feels like for an expat. This entry – as with my Japan recaps (years one, two, and three) is a bit more introspective, an evaluation of my life as I mark the end of my first year in Switzerland. […]

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By the Lake

I should experience the summer, I’m told. This in fact has been an almost universal refrain from denizens in Geneva, with the implicit – and sometimes not-so-implicit – suggestion that the other seasons are generally forgettable here. Quiet. Sleepy. Boring. It’s the general thrust of the city’s reputation. A colleague who has lived around the […]

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To Be Continued

I’m always reminded of how small the world can be when I get on a plane. I ask myself why it is that I haven’t visited home in so long. Why it is that I don’t travel more often. It takes ten hours, maybe 12 or 13, and I can easily be on the other […]

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