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How absolutely lovely the Walas are, I can’t describe. They’re such great hosts and  we enjoyed every minute of being with them. To get ready for halloween was so much fun. All the kids trying on their costumes and putting on their wigs and crazy make-up. The Walas had very elaborate costumes, especially L who (…)

After breakfast Devin and I went for a bike tour. The scenery was really great and the single tracks we went downhill were so much fun. But when we had to go uphill again to get home I really had problems to keep my pace.  The elevation of aprox. 1800m above sea level is just quite (…)

In the morning Tobi and I had our first fight of the holidays, which (as you sure all suspected) was entirely Tobi’s fault. Then we traveled to Payson, where our good friends the Walas life. The drive there was very scenic and quintessentially American. Keagan dubbed this part of Arizona “Cactus land” and we could (…)

The next day Keagan and Tobi went to a fun park, where Keagan took his first rollercoaster ride. I the evening we went to “Durant’s“, where we had already been ten years ago when traveling with my mom and brother. On this last trip, Nick had eaten a whole Porterhouse steak all on his own (…)

We’ve left New York behind and flew to Phoenix. This time we flew with US Airways, which charge now per baggage item about 25 bucks. So not funny. And while I never liked any airplane food, I at least always appreciated the distraction of the whole process of being served and figuring out what exactly (…)

Keagan spent the day with Vesna and Lili while Tobi and I went shopping undisturbed. All shops you could wish for are in walking distance of Vesna’s apartment. When our bags got too heavy we would simply drop them off at home. Our suitcases getting considerably fuller by the minute. Lunch we had at a (…)

Mat – if you’re reading this, skip that entry here, because it’s about one of the best days of my life but does, to your evident disappointment, not entail sex, drugs nor rock n’ roll. Please just remember that this blog is now and then read by my bosses at work  and thus highly edited (…)

I woke up in the middle of the night not because of the lack of salsa music blaring, but to a distinct scratching noise somewhere, probably in the wall. I just wanted to turn around and just go back to sleep, when quite unbidden my brain popped up the memory of a documentary I’ve seen (…)

Keagan mercilessly woke us up around 5 o’clock. I know that he had every right to do so, jet lag and all, but after a long flight through which I couldn’t sleep for a second, because I had to accommodate him, a long chat with Vesna in the evening and the music during the night, (…)

The house our friends live in is very old and charming. Its walls though are paper thin and one of their neighbors just loooooooooves salsa. Unfortunately not the condiment, but to our dismay the music, which he enjoyed listening to with what seemed to be 400 of his closest friends, way into the wee hours (…)