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The joy of the jodel

It’s pouring rain as I write this post, snugly at home on a Sunday evening. Nothing like the sticky hot 34 degree C (that’s 93 F!) Saturday afternoon in these pics. I nearly gave it a pass – the 2017 Confederate (Swiss) Jodelfest – that afternoon. I mean really, couldn’t I see jodeling any time…

360 from here #2: Torino

A couple of weeks ago, I made a short trip to Torino (or Turin) in the Piemonte region of Italy. Although long on my list, it has become trendy lately for its industrial renewal and artsy culture. I didn’t take many photos; it was a weekend just for me.  Notbackpacking gave me the excuse to…

What a way to begin…

Finally. The season started! I could watch the Herznach stone throwing team — here L to R, Marco Leimgruber, Gian Waelchi, Simon Hunziker and Roger Leimgruber  — in action. Off I went on the first Sunday in May to my first-ever Schwingfest, this one in central Switzerland. A strong showing it was: in the 20 kilogram…

Dance courage – winter

A lot of you voted in the poll I posted last week – What dance do you think I’m doing?  Thank you! So. As promised, here is a video of my dance experience so far. Recorded during lessons. A big thank you goes to René Fuerstenfeld for hours of patience and encouragement just as you see…

Please vote: what dance am I doing?

I’m about ready to post a video from my actual dance lessons. That should make a few of you (who poked me about it after this initial video post) happier! But before I put myself in this rather vulnerable light, I’d like to know what dance style you think I’ve chosen. When I see as many “votes”…

Do or dont; will or wont?

Some of you noticed that I was on ski’s in my last post. Took a cross-country skating lesson with a friend from Zurich. If I had a “bucket list” (which I don’t actually), xc-skating would have been on it. I’ve been off and on with the classic type for decades. After finally starting to get the…

Get ready for the 2017 season

With dance underway, I wanted get going on my other gap year dream, which is to explore Swiss culture below the surface and discover it more fully, even after living here so long. Having mentioned this quest to a friend, one surprising connection led to another, such that I found myself driving on a cold, dark December night to…