72 Hours

Last night, after two days of being in a holding pattern in Amsterdam, we finally flew home to Abu Dhabi. Going to the airport was as difficult as you might imagine but the normality of everything – standing in line, checking in – was a helpful first step. There will be a lot of first … More 72 Hours

22-3-16 Brussels

Two days ago, my husband and I were on our way to the airport. We had just had a lovely three days exploring a new European city, meeting new friends, tasting beers and wines, eating all of the best street food Europe can offer, and ordering things we didn’t recognize in mangled French. The three … More 22-3-16 Brussels