Category Archives: europe

Addi Luxembourg

Most of my departures are without good-byes. Family and friends have offered to accompany me to airports and train stations. I have told them not to bother. My reason has nothing to do with sad farewells, but an old love for the title of the film NOBODY WAVED GOODBYE, even though I never saw the [...]

- 8 Centrigrade in Luxembourg

Last evening Madame l’Ambassador drove from Oxford to Luxembourg in frigid temperature. The interior of the Porsche Boxster was well-heated and I dozed off several times in the passenger seat. Upon waking each time I asked, if she wanted me to drive. Thankfully Madame l’Ambassador refused every offer, as the Porsche ate the motorways of [...]

Off To London

Leaving Mittel Europa in a Porsche headed to catch the Chunnel train underneath the Channel. Madame L’Ambassador at the wheel. She doesn’t trust me to drive. I wonder why. Ready Steady Go.

The Debt Of A Nation

When Madame Ambassador had phoned with the offer to be her ‘unofficial writer in residence’ at her posting in Mittel Europa, she had asked, “Do you have an evening suit?” “Of course,” I replied without hesitation from my apartment in Fort Greene. “Good, because you’ll be needing it. There will be plenty of balls and [...]

Fuck-Up In Duseeldorf

The days of December went into double-digits without my purchasing a ticket to Thailand. I was sitting with Vonelli in his Charleroi mansion sifting through the online travel sites. The Floridian suggested Air Berlin out of Dusseldorf. It was a four-hour train ride from Luxembourg, where I had been serving as ‘unofficial writer in residence’ [...]