Thursday, March 31, 2005

Good idea at the time

Back in November when he had to decide which ski weekends we wanted to attend through the ski club at work, we couldn't make most of the weekends in January/February, so we thought this weekend in Verbier would be a great idea. That was all well and good then, but now that we've had a few weeks of fairly warm weather it's hard to get motivated for skiing, especially knowing that the snow is rapidly melting. Plus we have no idea how to dress for spring skiing. (And yes, I know it's absurd to be complaining in any way, shape, or form about our lousy fortune of having to spend a weekend at a resort in the Alps).

Hit music

I've noticed that one of the new videos getting heavy play on MTV and the other video channel we get here is "Over and Over" by Nelly and Tim McGraw. Could someone please explain to me how these two decided to pair up for a hit record? That's got to be the most unusual duo I've seen in a while. Speaking of videos, I've recently noticed a fair number of remakes of old hits. I suppose it's technically condisdered sampling rather than a remake, but let's not get technical. My newest favorite is "Star to Fall" by Cabin Crew. It's based on the 80's hit "Waiting for a Star to Fall" by Boy Meets Girl. It's eerily similar to Eric Prydz' "Call on Me" video. Another new video I saw in recent days is "Nasty Girl" by someone named Nitty (who is he?). I guess it's based on the 60's song "Sugar, Sugar", and I really like it. Although it's already been in rotation for the past couple months, you should also check out "The Sound of San Francisco" by Global Deejays. Are any of these songs popular in the US?

Funny trees

Our neighborhood is filled with these trees we haven't been able to identify with branches that grow up rather than down or out. They almost look like upside-down gnarled hands (or something like that). The bark and leaves are similar to our sycamore tree back home, but otherwise they bear no resemblance to anything we've seen before.

Oh, my...

Usually taking a taxi in Basel is pretty nice. Outrageously expensive, of course, but lots of the cabs here are relatively new, immaculate, very nice cars (Mercedes, etc), and I usually only take one if it's for work so the high cost doesn't bother me so much. Anyway, your typical Basel cab is a far sight better than your average DC cab.

So it came as quite a surprise yesterday when I had to take a taxi to the train station for my quick trip to Frankfurt. It was the usual nice car with a very nice old driver. But when I got in and shut the door, the combination of stale cigarette smoke and body odor was unlike everything I've ever experienced. My eyes were watering, I wanted to retch, and I was horrified that my suit would somehow pick up the smell on the way to the station and last throughout my meeting. (Thankfully, I think the trip was short enough that it wasn't lasting.) I've never smelled anything quite like it.

I'm gonna be in BIG trouble...

Imagine Kirk's surprise when he gets home tonight (he's been in Frankfurt for a couple days) and learns that I got a 120 CHF (about $110 US) speeding ticket! Those pesky police from Bottmingen (the next town over) sent us a letter today telling us they clocked one of us (they track it by license plate number) doing 45 km/h in a 30 km/h! They're big on using speed cameras here, and that's obviously how they got us. The funny thing is that when I first opened the letter, I jumped to the conclusion that "It must have been Kirk". WRONG! It was me. At 10:26 AM on a Friday, it had to be me because Kirk would have been at work. Sure enough, I remember that morning well. We had gotten back from Japan late the night before, and I definitely was driving like a bat out of hell that morning because I was going to be late for my 10:30 pilates class (which is at the Sports Club which is in Bottmingen). I guess I can't be too upset considering in all years of driving this is my first speeding ticket ever. Leave it to the Swiss to give me my first ticket. I suppose Kirk is going to have to do deduct it from my allowance. That's a joke, of course, he doesn't really give me an allowance.

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

The feel-good state

Last night, Kirk shared with me this oh-so-clever commentary on the great state of Wisconsin, as proclaimed by ESPN columnist Brian Murphy in a piece about recent NCAA tournament action:

"Hard not to root for Wisconsin, one of this nation's great feel-good states. Between Packers fans, the friendly bars of Madison and the endless cheese, the Badger State has it all. This much was proved when CBS revealed that the Badgers' big man, Mike Wilkinson, is engaged to the tuba player in the Badger pep band. Is that too "It's a Wonderful Life" or what? Wisconsin: America's Favorite Small Town ..."

Need I say more? Go Bucky! (Even though the Badgers are out of the tournament, I still want to show my support)

No mo' Po

Alas, our weekend was much too busy for me to enter the Mister Po contest at the local Globus department store. Still, it's good to know that the local press has it covered, so to speak, with an article titled "Basels Popo-Parade". (I'll leave it to Gretchen to say whether I would have had a chance...I'm guessing there's a four-letter answer: Nein!) This is what the article had to say, according to freetranslation.com:
Kinked-asses in that International Jockey Contest

Basels Popo-parade

Around the prettiest men-Po, all in the gentlemen department of the Globus revolved on Saturday – to be sure around the prettiest Po with underpants.
For for the underwear-manufacturer Jockey is perfectly present can «the man, that the Jockey-underpants», «the man with that quite rear». That International Jockey Contest 2005 seeks the man with the knackigsten of rear in many European countries (Baslerstab reported). Men of each age who wanted to apply themselves for that were able to let themselves on Saturday in the Globus Basel behind a curtain with Jockey-Boxershorts ablichten. Also if the chance to win, the European Final and therefore a trip to New York and a Model-Tagesvertrag, all too largely be not liked, was able to bring each participant nevertheless the Boxershorts in the value of 35 francs as a gift.

Each underpants characteristic
«I joined in as a Gag, was without ambitions, but it witty», meant Roman Gull out of Münchenstein. It would be simply passed by because it had read in the newspaper about that. Patrick Gerwer out of Basel told that its partner had seen it in the newspaper and had run it to go at the Casting. «I joined in to the first time in so somewhat. It was jolly. I did not know previously how it would be with the hygiene, if all the same underpants had had to dress. Because each underpants however one got, it was perfect», was happy the young man. Little success had the advertising of the Jockey-Crew to be sure with three also young men, who expressed many arguments against a photo in Boxershorts. «That is an exception. Most men did not shun themselves», noted Uta floated, that is responsible in Jockey for Merchandising.

76-year-old Model
«Today the oldest participant 76 was years old», emphasized it. «On our tour through eleven Swiss Globus-branches we noted, are would be astonishing that that Swiss quite courageous.» Above all that in little cities as well as Chur and St. Gallen the press had been «comparatively large». In Basel, let 100 participants be the goal if 80 come, would be that already a good average. Mike Galeli, more responsible for the Jockey-graduation-tour calculated even therewith that it will be until store end at the 100 participants. Until about 14 o'clock, in any case already 57 were it. In Between Galeli sat down into the Globus-shop-window and tried with a show to convince the passersby, to be photographed in Boxershorts. «In our gentlemen department is Saturdays always much loose», explained its sale leader Christina Wälti. «The Casting that has had been very yet animated.» Most astonishingly however the fact that not only young men joined in.


Once again, this is what passes for news these days. And now that I think about it, I hope this is the last post I ever make about the male Po...

Monday, March 28, 2005

Nifty site

I was going back through old emails and found one I'd missed from our friend Stacy in which she sent us this cool site where you can zoom in on just about any place in Switzerland.

More bracket busters

I suppose I should feel OK about successfully picking two of the Final Four teams (Louisville and Illinois), but the other side of my bracket was a fiasco. I made the same mistake as most of the fellow alums in our pool in picking Duke to win even though I didn't believe in my heart of hearts that they could actually win it all. (The notable exception to this trend appeared to be our friend Spahr, who not only threw in his lot with Illinois to win it all, but also didn't pick Duke to make the Final Four. Which makes him not only traitorous, but also smarter and quite possibly wealthier than the rest of us when all is said and done. Go figure.) So instead of Connecticut playing Duke in the other semifinal game, it will be underdogs Michigan State vs. the evil UNC (who are doubly evil for beating Wisconsin). Go Spartans!

Sans caféine

I may have found a solution to my Diet Coke dilemma. For those of you don't remember my dilemma, let me fill you in. I was a huge Diet Coke drinker before coming to Basel, and since moving here I've been totally disappointed in the Coca-Cola Light they sell here, and I still haven't adjusted to it. I actually drink it quite rarely. Now I think I've found a good substitute. The French version of caffiene-free Diet Coke! It's the closest taste I've found to real all-American Diet Coke. I happened to pick some up a couple weeks ago during a shopping trip to France, and now I'm totally sold! So what if it doesn't have caffiene. I get that from my morning tea. I'm still wondering, though, why they can't use the same recipe for Diet Coke around the world. From what I can tell, it tastes different in every country.

Sunday, March 27, 2005

In need of recipes

I'm slowly chipping away at the giant bag of apples and pears I bought a few weeks ago, but I'm in need of some creative things to do with them. There's no way I will get through them all just by eating an apple and/or a pear each day. This afternoon I made a yummy, and simple, gâteau aux pommes (apple cake), but that only used 3 apples. I'm at a loss for what I can do with the pears. Anyone have any ideas?

The assembly queen

I think we're officially ready for spring now. I just finished putting together our new outdoor patio furniture that I bought at Ikea last week. I realize it's probably not the best quality furniture considering it came from Ikea, but we really only need it to get us through one season (considering we will presumably be back in the States for the summer of 2006). I'm very excited about using it for the first time so hopefully we'll have some nice evenings this week. The days are getting longer now that we "sprung ahead" last night. Also recently assembled is our new charcoal grill. It's not actually a Weber, but it looks like one. I was a little concerned about the process of assembling it when I saw that the instructions were in German, French, and Italian (and not English), but it worked fine for grilling sausages for dinner a few nights ago. I guess I'll never know what I was supposed to do with those 4 extra parts that were still left in the package even after I had put the whole thing together...

Critters

Today was a day filled with icky critters. Because of all the recent rain, I noticed an abundance of worms on the sidewalks as I walked Grady this morning. I never remember worms bothering me that much as a kid, but for some reason they really gross me out now. I tried so hard not to step on any of them, but I'm worried that Grady probably smashed a few which means he brought worm guts into our house on his paws. Later today I saw the first sign of ants in our kitchen! It is totally disgusting. I remember this happening about the same time last spring... one day they just started appearing on the kitchen counter, in the silverware drawer... yuck! At first I tried to kill them all by squirting them with kitchen cleaner but I got really sick of that smell lingering in the house. I finally bought some ant killer and ant traps at the store, but eventually they all just disappeared on their own (after about a month or so). I always try to keep a fairly tidy kitchen so I really can't figure out what they're doing here. We never had a problem with ants in our house in Arlington either. I think it may be one of the only things I really don't like about Basel.

Gruyères

Yesterday we decided to brave the rain and drive a couple hours south to the town of Gruyères in the French part of Switzerland with our friends Jeff and Marlis. It was Gretchen's first visit to that part of the country (I took a day trip to Neuchâtel last summer), and she was in luck because the rain let up as soon as we got to the other side of the Jura Mountains. Gruyères was about as touristy as can be, but beautiful nevertheless with a hilltop location at the foot of the Alps topped by a nicely restored castle. Since the region is known for being the home of gruyère cheese (popular in fondue), we of course had to stop at La Maison du Gruyère and take a multimedia tour of the cheesemaking facilities. (Even Gretchen--proud daughter of the Dairy State--was impressed. Although the cheese curd fad evidently hasn't caught on here. Yet.)

While we were there, I took a picture of a church with the mountains in the background and Gretchen mocked me for not having a good eye for framing the scene, vowing that she could do better. And you know what? She was right--mine was nothing special and hers was indeed much nicer. I hate it when that happens.

Frohe Ostern

To those who observe it, a very Happy Easter! Since we're not thrilled with the English-speaking church here we're taking a pass and are instead having a quiet morning listening to Handel's Messiah and the occasional peal of church bells outside...

Saturday, March 26, 2005

It's about time

It may be cold and rainy here, but at least tonight we set our clocks forward and Daylight Saving Time begins...

Friday, March 25, 2005

A good Friday

(No blasphemy intended with that title.)

This afternoon we took a spontaneous trip to Zurich. Despite all the trips we've taken to Zurich Airport, this was the first time we actually visited the city (although I've been a couple times on my own, most recently at last summer's Street Parade). Anyway, it was a beautiful day and it sort of made us regret that we hadn't visited sooner--we kind of take Zurich for granted. And so much for Karfreitag being a solemn day of reflection--there were thousands of people walking along the water, sitting at cafes, etc.

Then tonight after a good Swiss dinner of grilled wurst (on the new grill Gretchen just bought) and rösti, we watched the classic This is Spinal Tap. "These go to eleven." Good stuff.

I'm expanding

I was looking through some old pictures in preparation for our trip to Italy in April, and I came across one that made me realise how much bigger both my hair (defying my ever-receding hairline) and weight (courtesy of the Basel 15) have gotten over the past couple of years. Before (in Rome in 2003) and after (in Dublin with Gretchen earlier this year):

Four days off

We get a nice treat this weekend--I have today off for Karfreitag (which we know as Good Friday, but evidently Kar implies more of a sense of mourning), then Monday is Ostermontag, or Easter Monday. We originally thought about spending the weekend driving around Bavaria, but decided that both Grady and I could use a break (the former from the kennel, and me from traveling), so we'll stick close to home instead and maybe take a few day trips, work on taxes (woohoo!), etc. I'm bound and determined not to go into work all weekend.

Thursday, March 24, 2005

Two steps forward, one step back

There were two sure signs today that spring is getting closer:

(1) For the first time in months, I didn't have to wear a top coat over my suit; and

(2) Our staff restaurant served bärlauch ravioli, which is the first appearance I've seen of bärlauch this year.

On the other hand:

(3) Our nice weather has gone away and it's raining again (which begs the question of why I chose not to wear a top coat...).

Does my Po have what it takes?

The lead story in one of the local papers this morning has this headline: Welcher Basler Po ist am knackigsten? Which, if my limited German is correct, basically means: Who has the most crackling ass in Basel? (Yes, this is what passes for a lead story.) And if I understand the article correctly, the winner has a chance to compete for the title of "Mister Po". How great would that look on my resume?

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

It's all over

Last night I watched the final episode of Sex and the City. I'm so disappointed that it's over... (I've been watching it here on DVD since we never had HBO while living in the States). As much as I love Paris, I have to say that I really didn't like the whole Carrie-moving-to-Paris-with-the-Russian storyline, so I'm actually glad it ended with her being "rescued" by Big. I wish she would've ended up with Aidan. I liked him better. As of now, I only own seasons 5 and 6. I had borrowed seasons 1-4 from an American friend living here in Basel. She's getting ready to move back to NYC so I might see if I can convince her to sell me seasons 1-4 so that I have a whole set. I think I might want to watch it again. Is that crazy?

More airline news

I was very happy to learn this morning that easyJet, the discount airline, has announced 5 new awesome destinations from Basel. Beginning in late June they will fly to Alicante, Barcelona, Palma de Malloraca, Rome, and Nice. Actually, I don't know anything about Alicante (actually I've never even heard of it), but the other places all sound great to me. Barcelona and Rome are both next on our list of weekend trips that we need to plan, but I can't imagine going to either place in the hot summer. Perhaps we'll have to wait for the fall so we can take advantage of the new bargain fares!

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

On a happier note...

...it sounds like the Lufthansa-Swiss deal is going through. Unfortunately, it sounds like it will take a while to finalise so I'm probably stuck connecting through Frankfurt for awhile longer instead of flying out of the much nicer and more convenient airport in Zurich.

Our elected representatives

On this awful Schiavo affair, all I'm going to say is this: having been close to a situation where the family was united, had support from the church, and there was a living will, it was still a difficult, wrenching (and ultimately, I think, correct) decision. The thought of having politically opportunistic politicians intervening is too disturbing to even think about...

The storks are back

This afternoon as I walked Grady through the field near our house, I saw 4 storks! It was the first time I've seen them this season. I'm not sure where they go during the winter, but they obviously summer in this area (we often see their nests on top of churches in the Alsace). They are beautiful birds, especially when they fly. They weren't flying this afternoon when I saw them, but rather grazing in the field, apparently looking for treats. One of them was so close to the walking path and didn't seemed phased at all by us walking by.

A gray day

After 9 days of sunny, beautiful spring weather, today is a gray day in Basel. It's been cloudy and cool and even raining a bit. I guess it's good for my newly potted flowers in our backyard. The day got off to a good start when I woke up to find dog vomit on our living room carpet. That's what I get for not stopping Grady from chewing up (and apparently eating) a stick yesterday. The day got even better when I arrived at the gym downtown and realized I had forgotten to bring a T-shirt to change into! I considered just going to Starbucks for a coffee instead, but I went home, picked up a shirt, and went back to the gym. It's not like I was in a hurry to go anywhere, so I really had no excuse not to go! This afternoon, I went to Ikea with a friend to buy a patio set that I had been looking at for months. Of course, they were out of stock! They expect to get more tomorrow, and I hope so because I'm trying to get our backyard ready for spring. I already bought a new charcoal grill this past weekend and I'm thinking it would be lots of fun to enjoy some grilled brats and a beer outside on our new patio set this weekend. That's my kind of Easter celebration.

Monday, March 21, 2005

Good reading

I've been on a pretty good streak of books lately. If you like mystery/crime fiction, I've really enjoyed a couple of books by Ken Bruen, The Guards and The White Trilogy (which I actually read some time ago). Really distinctive, spare, dark style very unlike your typical American crime novel. Also, I just finished Snowleg by Nicolas Shakespeare, which explores the evidently complicated post-war relationship between England and Germany, as well as between the former East and West Germany, not to mention being a meditation on personal regret. A bit slow at times and maybe not everyone's cup of tea, but having found Berlin and Dresden to be intriguing when we visited a few years ago, I found it to be an interesting, well-written book. Finally, I'm currently in the midst of Vernon God Little by DBC Pierre, which somehow manages to be a dark, profane, quite funny satire (sort of Catcher in the Rye-esque) revolving around a Columbine-style school shooting (a natural source of comedy, I know). I suppose I should wait until I finish to pass judgement, but so far definitely a big thumbs up.

Things I miss

Kirk and I had a conversation at dinner last night about what things, if any, we miss about home. We've been here a year and I guess I've never really heard Kirk say that there was anything he missed. Except friends, of course, which we miss all the time. We've made some good friends here, but nothing is ever the same as the friends you leave at home! Yesterday afternoon, while Kirk was on the phone with our friend Dave, I heard him say something like "Yeah, it really sucks that I can't watch any of the (NCAA) tournament". After hearing this I shouted out "True, but you got to go hiking through France today instead!" (even though he was talking to Dave, not to me). In general, I think we both like living here so much that we hardly ever miss anything from home. Of course, I miss the familiarity and ease of doing all the every day things in a country where English is spoken, and as I mentioned, I miss our friends a lot, but otherwise my list of things I miss is very short. I miss things like cheeseburgers, Diet Coke, drinks on ice (nothing is ever served on ice here), getting cheap pedicures, being able to go shopping on Sundays (everything is closed here on Sundays), some TV shows... but I think that's about it! The number of things I love about living here far outweighs those that I miss. Maybe I should make a list of all the things I love about living here instead. I can easily say the number one thing I DON'T miss is working! I much prefer being able to fill my days with other activities!

Bracket busters

Geez...after feeling pretty good the first couple of days of the NCAA basketball tourney, my picks took a thorough beating over the weekend. I only picked 9 of the Sweet Sixteen teams, and three of my Elite Eight teams (UConn, Oklahoma, Gonzaga) and one Final Four team (UConn) are out. The only redeeming aspect of the weekend is that Duke won again (although it sounds like they haven't been terribly impressive thus far).

Sunday, March 20, 2005

Grady's new friend

Today we went for a hike with friends who wanted us--and Grady--to meet their dog, Donca. She's a Landseer, which is closely related to the Newfoundland. And she's huge! After a quick scuffle she and Grady got along great...or at least they ignored each other. We walked from the town of Flüh up to the castle ruins at Landskron, then down to the town of Mariastein and finally back to Flüh. For most of the way we were walking along the Swiss-French border (Landskron is in France), and in a couple of places the border was only apparent because of stone markers (see the "F" below) that were placed along the way.


Only in France

Yesterday we drove out to Vieux-Ferrette, France to go to the cheese shop we couldn't get to a week earlier. The place, Sundgauer Käs Kaller, evidently sends their cheeses all over the world (including, supposedly, the White House when Clinton was President). The thing that I especially liked is that they don't make their own cheese--they are an eleveur de fromages, which I think translates literally as "teacher of cheese". They get cheese from all over the place, and their job is to age it to perfection. Where else but France could such a place not only exist, but make perfect sense? Anyway, the cheese really was great--we ordered a plate of eleven cheeses to taste and ended up buying three (we asked him to write down what we bought, but we unfortunately can't read his writing) and having them for dinner tonight. And on an "it's a small world" note, when we sat down to try our cheese, hanging next to our table was a banner from the Torrey Pines Rotary Club in La Jolla, CA, where I went to college. How does something like that end up in a tiny eleveur de fromages shop in Vieux-Ferrette, France?

Saturday, March 19, 2005

Going native

If you need further evidence that we get more Euro by the day, I present you two of Gretchen's recent purchases: a colorful pair of shoes and, yes indeed...garden gnomes! (But at least they're fairly small...the gnomes, that is.)

Cheap labor

With the arrival of nice weather, Gretchen decided it would be a good day to wash the layer of winter dirt and salt off our car (she likes that sort of thing). When our landlords (who are fairly old) heard this, they asked if she wouldn't mind washing one of their cars as well...and while she was at it, perhaps she could wash both of their cars? They would pay her, of course--two bottles of wine! They're so nice to us that she really couldn't say no. So now we have friends coming over for fondue in a couple of hours (we had planned fondue for the arrival of family and luckily found other takers), and instead of preparing for dinner, she's out washing three cars while I sit my lazy ass down at the computer. What a good husband am I...

Frühling

I don't want to jinx it because if there's one thing I've learned about living here, it's that a week of nice weather can be quickly followed by three weeks of gray, drizzly, crappy weather. Still, even if it's just passing, it's SO NICE to have a little warm, sunny weather (it's 70 degrees at 4:00pm). I've never much cared for crocuses, but now that they're out all over the place (including the one in our yard below) I couldn't be happier...

Pedro

Next month we're planning to take a week to drive down to Tuscany and Umbria in Italy for an actual vacation (most of our trips we take these days are for my job...not that I'm complaining about that, but you're in a different state of mind on a work trip than on a pure holiday). Anyway, Gretchen is exploring options for places to stay, and I'm getting nervous that the main criteria is not going to be location, cost or amenities, but rather which place has the best dog. When I got home last night this place was up on the screen, but with a larger picture of Pedro (who really does look like a great dog).

What a bummer

This afternoon my Aunt Fran, Uncle Jim, and cousin Catie were supposed to arrive from Boise for a couple of days in Basel followed by a week of rambling around Switzerland, but their flight got cancelled and they had to scrap the whole trip. (Needless to say, Boise-to-Basel isn't exactly a heavily traveled route.) We just feel terrible for them that they had to cancel a fun vacation...

Picks

So after the first round of the tournament, I went 25-7 with my picks. Best upset picks so far: Wisconsin-Milwaukee over Alabama and NC State over Charlotte (plus a couple of 9 seeds vs. 8 seeds, but those don't really count). Upset picks that unfortunately didn't happen: UCLA over Texas Tech, Creighton over West Virginia, and Iowa over Cincinnati. And I sooooooo wanted to pick Vermont over Syracuse but couldn't bring myself to do it and paid the price. Now three of my Sweet Sixteen picks (Kansas, Syracuse, LSU) are out, but all of my teams beyond that are still in. Most importantly, Duke won last night.

(And how much of these games did I see? Zip, nada, zilch...)

Friday, March 18, 2005

The final four

Now that the NCAA tournament has started and all of your picks are in (if you're involved in a pool), I'll let you in on a little secret about who's going to be in the final four. I know a very clever 3-year old in Washington who told her Dad that these are her favorites to go all the way: St. Marys v. Chattanooga, and Bucknell v. Vermont. I've heard of all sorts of different strategies for making picks in these pools, but perhaps asking your daughter is the way to go!

An apple a day...

It's that time of year again when farmers from the country come into Basel to sell their goods door to door. I'm such a sucker for these guys... in the past I've bought strawberries and raspberries, and even some fresh-cut mistletoe. Yesterday, I decided to buy some apples and pears from the man who parked his truck in front of our house and was selling to people in the neighborhood. I guess I didn't realize what I was getting myself into. He asked if I wanted a bag or a crate. The crate was huge, so obviously I opted for the bag, and I had intended to get no more than a few of each kind of fruit. Instead, I bought the entire shopping bag packed full of pears and 2 kinds of apples. He filled it up with a mix of fruit while I went inside to get my money, and by then I didn't think I could tell him that I didn't want it. It cost me 40 CHF (about $40 US) which felt like a lot of money at first, but considering I had just spent 4.70 CHF on 3 pears at the grocery store maybe it wasn't such a bad deal. According to our bathroom scale, I bought 30 lbs of fruit (actually a few pounds more considering I already gave some to our landlords last night). I'm eating an apple right now and it's delicious.

Thursday, March 17, 2005

Game on!

The best four days in sports kicked off today, and I'm resigned to checking scoreboards instead of watching. At least I picked the first four games correctly, including the UW-Milwaukee upset of Alabama. Small consolation, though...

Thanks, Oma

Today I was reminded of what was passed down to me from my Grandmother on my Dad's side (Oma)-- my body. Oma was a short, stocky, hardy German woman. One time, about 7 years ago, when I was in Mexico for my friend Peg's wedding, I was hanging out on the beach with my Mom and Dad and I will never forget something my Mom said: "I just realized that you got Oma's body". This was not exactly a complement, although she didn't mean it as an insult either-- she was just stating her observation. My Mom, you should understand, was a very direct woman. It was one of my favorite things about her and remembering these comments she made always makes me laugh. Enough background. Today I was getting my haircut, and somehow everytime I visit Guy I come up with something I have to post on the blog. He was explaining to me how he was going to change my cut again. We're constantly searching for the right style that works with my very fine, very straight hair, and that is not too unflattering to my very big, very round face. He explained how we needed to change the style because he doesn't want me to have heavy, straight hair on the top of my head because "You are not a tall woman with a long face". While I know he was trying to be so diplomatic in explaining the shape of my body and face, what he was really saying is "You are a short, stocky, hardy German woman". As for the new haircut, it's too early to tell. Right now it's very poofy and looks a bit like a mushroom, but I think I might like it once I style it myself.

Switzerland is expensive

In case there was any doubt that Switzerland is an expensive place to live, get this. Today I spent 24.80 CHF on solution for my contact lenses! I was shocked. That's about 3x as much as I would pay at home for the exact same thing. This was the first time I had to buy it here because I was sure to stock up before moving here so I could include several bottles of it in our shipment along with my other favorite products that you can't find here or that are just too expensive to buy on a regular basis (eg. Crest toothpaste and Dial soap). Now I know what I'll be buying on my next trip back to the States...

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Would you like wasabi with that bratwurst?

Imagine going all the way to Japan to eat...German food?



Actually, this was more typical--bento box on the bullet train to Kyoto...


...Beautiful assortments of sashimi...


...Shabu-shabu...


...and an unexpected hit: an enormous fish head.

Bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna do?

While back in Washington they're preoccupied with the many ways that terrorists could strike, here in Basel the police are busy cracking down on...cyclists. Our friend Bill was riding his bike to work yesterday and after riding through an intersection he's gone through almost daily for two years, two policewomen flagged him down (I know, it sounds like the beginning to a bad porn flick). After making sure his bike was properly registered, they admonished him for riding through the intersection instead of walking his bike across and gave him a 40-franc fine. He's still not sure whether you have to walk your bike through all intersections or just that particular one. In any event, it's good to know that the local Polizei are there to protect us from the terror of unruly cyclists on the streets of Basel.

Let me see if I've got this straight...

On Monday, the President appoints one of his most trusted advisors/flacks to try to improve outreach to the Muslim world. So what better way to show how committed he is than to nominate one of the main architects of the war in Iraq to head the World Bank a couple of days later! What do they say about actions speaking louder than words?

The olympics of cheese

All you cheese lovers out there may want to plan a visit to the U.S. Championship Cheese Contest in Milwaukee so that you, too, could become a "connoisseur of curd".

I saw Kirk!

A funny thing happened to me today. As I was taking the tram downtown to my volunteering gig this afternoon, I saw Kirk! I couldn't believe it! I know this sounds like I'm overreacting a bit, especially considering Basel is not that big of a city and he does work downtown, but I never see Kirk during the day, and it's almost as if he goes off to a world far, far away when he leaves for work in the morning, so it was very bizarre for me to see him out in the real world during his lunch break. Unfortunately, I was on the tram and he was walking down the street (actually on the sidewalk, not the street) and he didn't notice me waving at him to try and get his attention. I noticed he was carrying a bag from one of the book stores that sells English books. Do you think he bought me a present?

Baby cows

So last night I had a work dinner at which one of the courses was soup with "essence of Kalbsschwanz"--calf's tail. I was a bit skeptical, but I have to say it was delicious. Then I guess they figured since we were already eating the tail, why stop there? So our main course was Kalbshaxe--knuckle of veal. Definitely an acquired taste--which I obviously haven't acquired. I generally like veal a lot (which is good because it seems to be the primary meat of choice here), but I don't like to think too much about what I'm eating...

Nashorn update

The beautiful spring weather continues in Basel! Yesterday I had a great afternoon at the zoo with my friend Suzanne and her baby Gabriela. The place was bustling with people enjoying the first week of warm weather. I hadn't been to see the Nashorn babies in a couple months and I was surprised to see that they now both go outside together at the same time with their moms (at least I'm assuming the two adults were the moms). Previously they took turns getting fresh air. Here's the latest photo of all four of them. The little one on the lower right appeared to be laying in a pile of manure. Not sure why...

Monday, March 14, 2005

Swiss no more?

I'm sure plenty of locals would disagree, but for purely selfish reasons it would be great if Lufthansa were to take over Swiss Airlines. Flying Swiss is usually the easiest option because they fly directly from their hub in Zurich (much less so from Basel), but I seldom fly with them since they're not in any of the big alliances and because they're perpetually on the verge of going bust. Instead, I usually have to connect through Frankfurt--an airport that is bleak at best--on Lufthansa to get Star Alliance points. How nice it would be to have more direct flights and be able to earn points that I'll actually be able to use someday...

So cool

I went to France this afternoon to drop off a couple of Kirk's suits at the dry cleaners. I don't think I'll ever get over how cool it is to be able to say "I went to France this afternoon..." Life is good.

Spring is coming!

Despite the recent snowfall, I think spring is finally just around the corner! The days are getting longer so now I close the shades in the house at 7:00 pm rather than at 5:00 pm (you tend to notice these things when you're home during the day...). This morning the birds were singing and there was already light in the sky when I walked Grady at 6:30 (do you wonder why I walk the dog at 6:30 am when I don't have to get up to go to work?). The weather forecast tells me it will be in the 60s later this week (17 for those of you who prefer celsius). I've even seen crocuses coming up in the neighborhood. Has anyone else ever noticed how the first few days of early spring put everyone in a good mood? When I walked Grady through the field this afternoon I heard more "grützi"s than ever before, plus a few "grützi wohl"s, and I even got a few smiles!

Sunset

Seeing a sunset photo on ms. mac's blog reminded us that we looked outside as we were sitting down to dinner Friday night (same night as her photo, different part of Switzerland) and the sky was ablaze so I ran out to the backyard with my camera and got this shot:

Sunday, March 13, 2005

Psycho weather

Today it's a bit chilly outside, but sunny and clear with just the slightest hint of spring in the air (so naturally, I'm at the office). Yesterday, on the other hand...

Since we both had lots of work to do around the house after being out of town, and since it was a gray, bleak day, we spent the better part of the day homebound. After a while we decided we needed a break and so we set off for nearby Vieux-Ferrette, France, where we heard there was an amazing cheese shop. As we crossed into France, the skies opened up with a torrential downpour and fierce winds--a bit like driving into a thunderstorm. Minutes later, it started mixing with snow.

Gretchen: "Are you sure you're OK to drive in this?"
Me: "No worries--it's been above freezing so the roads shouldn't be a problem."

Pretty soon it wasn't a mix anymore but was now full-blown snow that was starting to accumulate on the trees and in the fields.

Gretchen: "It's not too late to turn around if you don't feel like it."
Me: "It's not sticking to the road and the temperature is still above freezing, so let's keep going."

Naturally, in no time at all the road was coated in close to an inch of snow.

Gretchen: "That doesn't sound so good under the tires and the temperature is at freezing--are you sure you want to keep going?"
Me: "We've got our snow tires and we don't seem to be slipping, plus we're almost there, so no problem."

As we got within minutes of our intended destination I turned onto a side street and the car promptly started fishtailing and sliding.

Gretchen:
Me: "Ummm...I wonder if we should maybe think about going back?"

And so we did--no cheese for us (and to Gretchen's credit, she never really nagged me about it despite what I'm sure were great apprehensions about her native Southern California husband driving through an intense snowstorm). Sure enough, by the time we got back to Basel it was snowing hard but not sticking to the roads and by this morning you would hardly know it had snowed. Plus it's supposed to get into the low 60s (high teens centigrade) this week. Please, let spring finally be here...

Lavender

What Gretchen forgot to add about Grady is that yesterday, amidst the strong aroma of lavender that has permeated our house, we had this conversation:

Gretchen: "Isn't lavender a gay thing?"

Me ((((with blank stare)))):

Gretchen: "I think it might be."

Me: "Uh...OK."

So add that to the list of things I didn't know.

Grady and his ailments

We took Grady to the vet on Friday to have his bloody tail looked at (among a few other things...). Next thing you know we come home with three new "medicines" for him and now I feel like I need to keep a chart to keep track of it all! Twice a day, I have to put a couple drops of an all-natural product called WUND er TROPFEN on his tail to help heal his wound. It smells strongly of lavender, and now so does our entire house. Three times a day I have to put eye drops in his right eye which is apparently suffering from conjunctivitis. My description of it to the vet is that his eye has been very "goopy". How do you translate that into German? Also three times a day I have to give him these huge pills that are supposed to help with his joints. We've noticed over the last couple months that he limps when he first gets up from a nap. We figured it was the start of arthritis, but the vet found an area that seems to hurt him around his right shoulder (did you know dogs have shoulders?) and he suspects that he injured it at some point. I suspect it's from all his jumping around at the kennel. These pills were the most expensive, costing close to $100! When I got home I looked them up online and discovered that you can get the same thing (without a prescription) from pet stores in the US for about $25! If it works, you can be sure I'll be ordering some online rather than pay these ridiculous Swiss prices. Later this week, I'll take Grady back to the vet for a follow-up appointment, and also to get his microchip installed. I think it's now mandatory for all dogs in Basel, and we've procrastinated long enough. My poor puppy... I hate it when he doesn't feel good. I guess this is all part of dogs getting older. I dread that.

Dinner at a castle

We went out for a very nice dinner last night at Schloss Bottmingen, which is an old castle near our house. We've driven past it so many times (it's on the way to the sports club) and were sort of waiting for a special occasion to go. We decided last night we were celebrating our one year anniversary of living in Basel (we can always find an excuse to go out for a good meal!). What a beautiful place, and a wonderful meal. Unfortunately, we were both suffering from severe jet lag by the time our main course arrived, and at that point we just wanted to get home and go to sleep!

Tragedy in Wisconsin

It's always weird when something so big and so bizarre happens so close to "home". My sister and her family live just a mile or two from the hotel where this shooting took place. I've driven past there a million times. How freaky.

Saturday, March 12, 2005

Tourney time

I've been invited to join our usual March Madness pool, but since I've been away for a year, I forgot--is that the Champions' League or the UEFA Cup? Actually, there's a lot I don't miss about the States, but I really miss the NCAA basketball tournament. Are there any better four days in sports than the first long weekend of the tourney when there are upsets galore? Alas, I'll miss it all. If there's any consolation, it's that I know almost nothing about most of the teams other than Duke (and I actually don't even know that much about them), which can only be an advantage in the pool this year if my poor past performance is any indicator...

Images of Tokyo

More pictures, this time from Tokyo...

The multimedia craziness of Shibuya:


5-story pagoda at the Senso-ji temple in Asakusa:


Some Harajuku girls in the distance on a cold day:


The gardens at the Imperial Palace:

Friday, March 11, 2005

Goin' to the temple and we're gonna get married...

When we were at the Shimogamo-jinja Shinto shrine in Kyoto, we happened to stumble on a couple of weddings. While the ceremonies themselves are private, pictures afterward are evidently not, because the couples were surrounded and photographed by (almost exclusively Japanese) tourists. The elaborate white kimonos worn by the brides were pretty amazing.

Robo-toilet

At one end of the potty spectrum in Japan were the squatters that Gretchen came to dread, but at the other end were some of the most dauntingly high-tech toilets I've ever seen. This console was attached to the toilet in our hotel in Kyoto, and we saw lots more like it wherever we went. I liked that you had your choice of either spray or bidet (with optional oscillation)--unfortunately, we were too afraid to actually try out these features. Whenever you sat down, the "free odor" light came on and a little fan started humming, and the seat was so warm that the toilet included this warning: "To avoid low-temperature-burn, turn off the warm seat switch when this product is used by the very young or the elderly, those who are incapacitated."

Cultural insensitivity

We probably shouldn't find something like this funny, but we couldn't help but laugh (besides, I'm sure our weak attempts at Japanese provoked far more laughs than this)...

Images of Kyoto

We're slowly beginning the long process of uploading pictures from our trip to Japan, which is a good mindless activity when you're trying to stay awake in the face of numbing jet lag. So anyway, here are a few images from Kyoto...

The entrance to the Buddhist temple at Kiyomizu-dera:


A celebration of the Girl's Day festival at the Shimogamo shrine:


Early spring blossoms at a small downtown shrine:


The Golden Temple at Kinkaku-ji:

One year later

Today is the one-year anniversary of the horrific bombings in Madrid. Seeing the news coverage today has reminded me that we've now lived in Basel for a year! It was just a few days after our arrival in Basel and I remember a feeling of dread that, even when living in Europe, we were still going to have to be concerned about the threat of terrorism just as we had been in Washington. Hadn't we left that behind when we left DC? Now I know, after living in Basel for a year, that thankfully it's nothing like living in Washington. We don't have security barricades in front of government buildings and tourist sites, streets are not randomly closed off for security checkpoints, and the police presence on the streets of Basel is few and far between. As I look back, it's been quite a year for me personally. When we arrived in Basel one year ago, I never could have predicted that I would soon be moving back to Wisconsin for 4 months to care for my Mom during the last months of her life. Despite much sadness over her loss, I am also incredibly thankful for all the amazing opportunities we've had this past year. In many ways, it's been both the most challenging and rewarding year of my life. Just living overseas has always been a dream for me, and all of our travel has been more exciting than I ever could have imagined. We have traveled to places I had never even heard of (eg. Vanuatu!) and have had countless memorable experiences... and there are still so many more to come in the next year!

The gardeners

This is really disconcerting. Right now there is a man climbing up a ladder along the back of our house, just outside our glass doors into the back yard. Apparently our landlords arranged for the gardeners to be here today-- there's been 2 or 3 guys working out there all day. I'm tempted to close the shades because I don't really like having them being able to look inside at me. It's kinda creepy. Now I see our landlord, Paul, talking with them in the back yard. Maybe I'll go say hi and see what's going on.

He'll be back

I'm glad to hear that my boyfriend will definitely be back to play football again next season. Maybe this year I'll be able to figure out how and where I can watch a Packer game in Basel. I've really missed it.

Home again

After a very long day of travel, it feels good to be home in Basel again. We flew home on ANA, so we got to enjoy a couple more meals of good Japanese food before returning to the Swiss cuisine of cheese and sausage. It was a long flight, so I was able to watch three movies-- Ray, De-Lovely, and Shark Tale (which, by the way, is called Grosse Haie, kleine Fische in German, meaning big shark, small fish) Kirk is back at work, and I've already had a productive morning. I went to the grocery store on my way to pick up Grady at the kennel in Mumpf and even made it to my pilates class-- all before noon! Once again, the end of Grady's tail looks a bit bloody, and although it doesn't seem to bother him, I'm concerned that it's never going to heal with such frequent trips to Mumpf so hopefully we can get in him to the vet next week. Now I'm listening to a little Gwen Stefani and thinking about good memories of Harajuku as I get started on unpacking and laundry. I'm sure it's just a matter of time before the jet lag kicks in...

Wednesday, March 09, 2005

Sayonara

After a great week in Japan (capped by an evening of karaoke--don't ask), tomorrow we return to Basel. Our current plan is to get up at 4:30am to go to the famous Tsukiji Fish Market (although I'm not sure we'll indulge in sushi or sashimi at that hour), then come back to the hotel and quickly pack, take the train to the airport, fly to Frankfurt (trying to stay awake as much as possible to mitigate jet lag upon return), have a 5-hour layover in Frankfurt, and finally get home at around 11:00pm. Small price to pay, though, for a great trip, so definitely no complaints. (At least not until Friday morning...)

About the toilets

I think I have only one complaint about Japan. I don't like the "Japanese style" toilets. I call them squaters. You know what I mean, the kind that are basically a hole in the ground that you have to squat over. If given the option, I always try to seek out "Western style" toilets (they're often labeled that way) and often in public places, such as department stores and tourist sites, there will be both kinds(usually 3 Japanese-style and 1 Western-style). But occasionally there's no avoiding the squaters. You have to go, it's your only option, so what else are you going to do. At least they (the squaters) have always been quite clean. Frankly, I've seen toilets on European trains that are more disturbing. Another trend about Japanese public bathrooms-- they often don't have any hand-drying mechanism. I quickly figured out that women would dry their hands on a towel in their pocket. After that first day in Kyoto I bought us each a towel (which is really the size of a washcloth) and I've been carrying one around in my jacket pocket ever since. It's come in very handy!

In the news

Aside from all the fabulous Japanese things that make Japan a wonderful place to visit (good food, friendly people, beautiful shrines and temples, bustling city life, and tons of fun shopping districts), I've also enjoyed watching the Japanese version of CNN (called CNNj) while in the hotel. It's somewhat different from the CNN International we get in Basel. I suppose because of the time zone difference they are able to show some live coverage of American shows on CNNj. While I've learned to appreciate the non-USA focused news coverage on CNN International and have actually learned a lot about parts of the world that I never would have heard about at home, it's been fun to watch American Morning with Soledad O'Brien and Bill Hemmer, Inside Politics with Judy Woodruff (which is on right now) and even to see a little Lou Dobbs and Anderson Cooper while in Japan. It's good to have a little taste of home! I've had enough, however, of the Martha Stewart and Michael Jackson stories...

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

I eat alone

For two meals in a row (both lunch and dinner today) I ate in restaurants where not only was I the only person eating alone, but I was also the only woman among a sea of Japanese men in suits. I had read that people didn't often eat alone, and that men like to go to yakatori restaurants for a drink and a light dinner after work, so I should have expected it. But what else am I supposed to do when I'm in a foreign country, staying at a hotel, and my husband is in meetings all day (and work dinners at night)? Actually, I did stay in last night because I picked up a bento box for dinner at one of the big department stores in the Ginza district. (Department stores here often have amazing food sections.) As I mentioned, I had yakatori for dinner tonight which is basically grilled chicken on a skewer (and variations such as chicken meatballs, chicken wings, etc). For lunch I had zaru soba which is cold soba noodles with strips of seaweed served on a bamboo plate. And so the good eating continues...

Are you sick or just paranoid?

One of the most unusual things I've observed in Japan is the number of people who wear masks. Not Halloween masks or Basel Fasnacht masks, but what I would describe as surgical masks. All sorts of people wear them-- kids in school uniforms; men in business suits; young, beautiful, fashion-setting women, old ladies in kimonos, etc. My very unscientific polling research tells me that about 1 in every 20 people in Tokyo is wearing one. I wondered if this was a hold-over from the days of SARS because it reminded me of all those news stories we used to see in the US about SARS in Asia. Apparently this "trend" long preceeded SARS. Our Japanese friends told us there are two categories of people who wear masks: those who are sick and don't want to infect others, and those who have really bad allergies and are already concerned about the upcoming pollen season. Surprisingly, they didn't say "paranoid people". That would be my addition to their list.

Harajuku girls

Gwen Stefani sings about them on her current album, and I can see why! (For those of you who haven't listened to the song, be sure to check it out.) I spent the afternoon people-watching in the Tokyo neighborhood of Harajuku and it was fascinating. (Kirk and I had visited the area on Sunday as well but I needed to go back to linger on my own.) Like many of the popular shopping areas in Tokyo, the styles are unique, and seem to be trend-setting. I don't know much about fashion, but at least I can tell what looks cool and what doesn't. Fashion in Basel, not so cool. Fashion in Tokyo, very cool-- even when it's a bit outrageous. After spending many hours people-watching over the last few days I can say that the hottest trend is short skirts (or sometimes knee-level shorts) with boots (sometimes cowboy boots),usually with knee socks that peek out from the top of the boots. If no boots, then leg warmers or at least knee socks. You can check out some photos of people on the streets of Harajuku on this website I found. There's another very distinct fashion style on the streets of Harajuku, and perhaps these are the girls Gwen Stefani is referring to. They dress up in outrageous little girl/baby outfits (almost like costumes) with a bit of 80's punk flair. You can see some pictures on this website or this one. I saw just a couple of these girls today, but there were many out and about on Sunday when we were there (perhaps they were in school today...)

Springtime in Tokyo

For those of you who long for spring, come to Tokyo! After soome very chilly days to start our week in Japan (including snow in Tokyo just before we arrived), the past two days have been beautiful! It is currently 55 and sunny at 5:00PM。Oops, I thinkI hit a wrong key and now i’m writing in a weird font.  I can’t fix it, so I’ll have to start a new post to continue this thought. (At least it’s in English...)

Does this work?

This is just a test to see if I can type on this computer in our hotel in Tokyo. I have to be careful because if I hit what I think is the space bar with my right thumb everything switches into Japanese characters! Now that would make for an interesting post!

Sunday, March 06, 2005

Raw fish

There's so much we've loved about Japan (except for the work part, of course), but certainly one of the best things about being here has been the food. We've had such a variety of great meals in completely different environments:

--A tiny family-owned restaurant on Ponto-cho in Kyoto (we don't know the name because it was written only in Japanese) where the only thing in English basically said "Appetizer, sashimi, sushi, fish, rice" etc. We had no idea what we would actually get, and since we were the only people in the restaurant, the three of them (who spoke very little English) hovered over the two of us and intently watched us eat each course (and afterward complimented us on our use of chopsticks!). Delicious.

--A little, hip sushi place in one of the oldest parts of Kyoto where we again knew roughly how many courses we would get, but no idea what it would actually include.

--A couple of ramen noodle places for lunch in Kyoto where we either pointed at the plastic food in front or at pictures on the menu.

--An izakaya (pub) near our hotel near Tokyo that was basically the Japanese equivalent of TGIFridays--not the greatest meal we've ever had, but not bad and just fine after a couple of long, jet-lagged days.

--A soba noodle place for lunch in Tokyo that merits a write-up all its own.

--A very cool place for dinner with friends Jun and Lunako last night that may go down as one of the better meals I've ever had. Unbelieveable sashimi. Modern, casual twist on what is usually more formal and traditional. We also discovered one of the local drinks, shoju, which we feared would be harsh like the schnapps back in Switzerland but was actually quite smooth. We also had sparkling sake (think rice champagne)--I was a bit skeptical, but it was niiiiiiiiice!

--A shabu-shabu place where we sat on tatami mats while women in kimonos glided around and helped us figure out what to do. Basically, with shabu-shabu you have a pot of boiling water at your table in which you boil thin pieces of beef (that you dip in yummy sauces) and add vegetables and noodles. When you've eaten the beef and vegetables, the water has basically turned to a stock to which they add more noodles and other yummy stuff so you finish with a nice bowl of soup. Then, when we left, at least three people followed us out and stood at the door bowing until we were out of sight.

While I've eaten sushi and sashimi over the years, it's never been a big favorite, and Gretchen has never cared for it at all. Now we're here sucking the stuff down like nobody's business! I find myself counting the hours until my next sashimi fix...

Thursday, March 03, 2005

Kyoto is...

...friggin' amazing! Biggest surprises: how few other gaijin (foreigners) we've seen and how little English is spoken here. That's not a complaint, mind you (we're Americans, dammit, why can't everyone talk like us!). It's just amazing how disorienting and confusing it can be to be someplace where none of the spoken language and 95% of what's written is utterly comprehensible--and yet it's still fantastic. I pretty much just walk around nodding and bowing and saying "domo arigoto" (thank you very much) constantly. And of course fight the urge to say "Mr. Roboto" every time.

Added bonus: at least two real geisha sightings last night while walking the streets of Gion. No pictures of either one, though.

One more day in Kyoto, then off to Tokyo tomorrow night, where we will go to dinner on Saturday with our friends Jun and Lunako and presumably eat lots of mysterious and yummy things.

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Transportation alternatives

The other day when it was really snowing, I took Grady for a walk through the field near our house and there was a guy with a small parachute (it was really windy), zipping across the snow on his skis from one end of the field to the other and back again. That's not the sort of thing we saw much of growing up in Southern California.

(I'm at the Basel Airport getting ready to head up to Frankfurt and then off to Tokyo--let's hope for safe and uneventful travels!)