From Almhult, Vaxjo lies about 60 kilometers northwest and happens to be the closest decent sized town and where we tend to go when needing a bit of “city life”. Today was a dreary day, so the prospect of entertaining our two young boys inside or around the gloomy playground here in Almhult did not appeal. A nice car ride plus a few local attractions … Continue reading Two Stops in Teleborg
Yesterday I was walking with K to go see if there were any pinecones ripe for picking in the forest. On the way, we passed a small playground that was bustling with kids. The hunt for pinecones was off as K now focused on playing with these other kids. The playground was a simple structure consisting of two tire-swings and a slide all on a … Continue reading A lesson in making friends from a three year old
My wife and I are were both born and raised in the USA, coming from non-recent immigrant stock. Being so, we are unfortunately fluent in only one language, English. While we can string a few sentences together in Bangla and a little smattering of Spanish, we are essentially useless outside of our native tongue. One of the advantages of raising a family abroad was the … Continue reading Infant Linguistics
With the morning chill heavy in the air and the windows still frosted over, we found ourselves in front of a tiny electronic ticket booth at the train station. Having missed the opportunity to do significant travel during the previous holiday week, S and I were determined to get out of Almhult, even if for just a few hours. Now, only if we could figure … Continue reading A quick trip to the Zoo.
I remember that his house was always the end destination for our long summer trips from Northern Michigan to deep in the Adirondack Mountains of upstate New York. It was an old ranch-style home with a gravel driveway, the screen door always slammed shut with a thunk as it rolled past the old wheel door stopper. The house was divided between … Continue reading For my Grandpa
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