what’s in a word – travel basel

We dined well in France, and were so tried of dinner with champagne and wine and many courses that for our night in Basel, we thought we would eat simply and found a little pizza place. We could get one small pizza and split it.

Since the bus that took us to our hotel was the 604, we decided to get # 604 on the menu, we thought it might be ham, mushrooms, artichoke, and egg. Egg ? Well, we were too tired to try to do the English to French without my sister so we just cast the dice.

Imagine our surprise when what we thought was egg turned out to be olives.
It was a very good pizza, and they had ice cold water, which I was dying to get.

Sometimes it’s all in the translation.


dumpster diving and lighter than air

Paper bags loaded, we step into the early winter morning. Read the rest of this entry »