Sisterhood of the Traveling Waristocrats


Sorry for disappearing without a trace! My sister Alice arrived last Wednesday, and with our packed to the brim schedules, filled with trips to the Berlin zoo (we weren’t there when this crazy lady jumped into the polar bear area), hikes up to the Belvedere Palace in Weimar, and strolls around a medieval fair in Leipzig, I’ve had nary a moment for blogging. Alice says I speak like someone in the 18th century. I told her I would like to have been a Parisian aristocrat who suffered the same fate as Marie Antoinette in the French Revolution. She called me a “waristocrat.” A “wannabe-aristocrat.” So be it.


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