Yesterday, M. and I had the fantastic opportunity to participate in EuroPride 2015, an international event focused on bringing awareness to and support for the LGBTI (lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, and intersex) community throughout Europe. Riga served as the host city for this year’s week-long event, which included workshops, film showings, and art exhibitions and culminated in a pride parade, rally, and concert in the city center. What a great chance to become part of history! Continue reading →
I am a homebody. I always have been, and I always will be. I like to sit on the couch and read. I like to cook and bake in the kitchen. I like to sew while listening to music. If given the option to go out with friends or have them over and cook for them, I will almost always choose the latter. And though it’s true that I love to run outside for hours at a time and travel to places near and far, I always look forward to the moment when I can come back home… home to my family, my space, and the possessions I have moved from house to house over the last decades which still, when configured just the right way, can make any space feel like home. After living in a hotel for the last four weeks, the idea of soon having a home again is so exciting I can barely stand it. Continue reading →
Hi, I’m Deena. I live in Latvia.
I live in Latvia!
Saying that- even thinking it- is going to take a while to sink in. But after our first twenty-four hours in Riga, I’m pretty sure I’ll get used to it soon enough. We have found ourselves in a stunning city where centuries-old architecture and German-influenced facades stand tall along cobble-stoned streets and the edge of the Daugava River. A former Soviet Union republic, Latvia is a small country with great beauty, as evidenced by its capital city of around 700,000 people. Continue Reading →
Moving frequently has taught me a lot over the years. From efficient packing methods and letting go of possessions to settling accounts associated with the soon-to-be old address, I have learned something from each move I have made in my life. Some lessons have been more profound than others, and some have come at a higher cost than others, but each has been valuable and has prepared me for the next …Continue reading →
Foreign service life is never dull. It’s often a life of excitement and of adventure, and sometimes of frustration and discomfort. With its constant motion and transition, it’s never boring. Indeed, foreign service life is one of perpetual change. One might think that with more frequent change comes a greater tolerance for it, and to some extent, I have found this to be true. Continue reading →
It’s that time again. Creative and unusual hodgepodges of food have started to make their appearance on our dinner table. Bags of donations have been taken to the local Goodwill. Organizing paperwork into piles for keeping, recycling, and shredding has begun. Shopping for items that we anticipate …Continue reading →