Luck. Fortune. Fate. Call it what you want, but when the opportunity to spend a few years in Switzerland landed in our laps, we didn't say "no." I mean, we may be crazy here at Wild Dingo, but we're not exactly, crazy. It was everything you'd imagine and more. From transatlantically transporting two high-drive dogs to our foreign grocery store adventures, there wasn't a single moment of regret.
Our fence is in! And not a moment too soon. It went in last week a day before Mr. Wild Dingo and I started our Cultural Training Program. "Come again," you ask? Yes, that's right. Mr. Wild Dingo and I don't got no culture and we don't got no class. So we had to hire […]
"Hey Princess, is it a coincidence that we live in a town (Tolochenaz) on the way to another town (Biere) named after Pop's favorite beverage?"
I still can't get over the spectacular views we have from our home. We set up our office in the best part of the house, on the second floor, overlooking Lake Leman. Ok, it will always be Lake Geneva to me, but when in Rome, or I guess when in Morges ... "Hey Pop! […]
On a recent bike ride through the Jura villages, farms and mountains Mr. Wild Dingo says to me,"It totally sucks here." And I'm like, "Ya, let's go home. Just one more ride." In fact, it sucks so bad here that we couldn't even take photos of our lame-ass rides through the quaint villages or rolling hills. […]
When I come up for air from the bottom of all the Ikea boxes invading our home, I'll manage to post some more of the gorgeous sites we've explored around the surrounding towns. For now I hope these hold you over. So far, Loki and Juno have only explored Switzerland on foot in a 1-hour radius […]
That seems to be the staple thing that people say to me when I look at them like they're from Mars. Another week has passed and I'm no better at speaking French. But I sure speak Ikea fairly well. Most of my time is spent shopping and buying home furnishings and it leaves little time for brushing up […]
I get that said to me a lot on our walks. At least twice daily. "Hey Princess, I think that nice French lady just said we were beautiful!" "Comment dits-on "duh" en Francais?"
No rest for the weary. This week, we got the wireless router working (it actually works if you do NOT follow the installation directions), received our air shipment with our clothing, and got the cable TV entertainment system working. Mr. Wild Dingo has been traveling on day trips throughout Europe, while I unpacked and walked the dogs, shopped […]
Well now I've done it. I've gone and caused chaos for the canines. How dare I. Their entire world as they've known it has been turned upside down--starting with that dog-awful 13-hour jail sentence. And now they don't have their luxurious home, their dog door, their tree house, NitWit Bridge or acres of land to […]
The variety of walking trails straight from our home is extraordinary. The terrain ranges from wide open farm lands to forest trails and from quaint villages to modern suburbs and bustling towns along Lake Leman (Lake Geneva). Juno is in Husky heaven. We get a lot of stares both on the farm and in towns. Most […]