A Whirlwind Weekend in NYC

Not the one in ParisWould you like to fly ten hours to New York and ten hours back . . . for the weekend? Heck yeah. Why not? It takes me four or five days to get over jetlag when I travel to the US, so last weekend was, in every sense of the word, […]

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Flying Home for the Holidays

I’m packing. Not much, since I have clothes, mouthwash and reading material at my parents’. In fact, let’s say I’m not packing. All I need is my passport, my e-ticket and my wallet. The carry-on bag is just for show. It’s good that it’s so light, though: Due to my shoulder injury, I can’t lift […]

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The Life and Times of Patricia, the Cheap Old Bag Part II

Like I said, I just knew the trip back to Munich would be smooth sailing. I was flying with US Airways—not the evil United Airlines who lost, then damaged, Patricia. I checked in online the night before, went to church with my parents, allowed a bunch of jolly Methodists to pray for my safe flight […]

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