Canada Slim and the Royal Peculiar

Landschlacht, Switzerland, 22 December 2017 This week I returned back to work after being absent at home for the past two weeks. It was a warm welcome with hugs and expressions of delight. So much so that one witnessing customer commented: “I want to work here!”  Back home after work: First World problems. Ah, the… Continue reading Canada Slim and the Royal Peculiar

Canada Slim and the Queen´s Horsemen

Landschlacht, Switzerland, 13 December 2017 There are moments in life – and isn´t travel truly a microcosm of life? – when a person realizes that his internal indecisiveness on certain issues will always remain. “Do I contradict myself?  Very well, then I contradict myself.  I am large.  I contain multitudes.” Walt Whitman, “Song of Myself”, Leaves… Continue reading Canada Slim and the Queen´s Horsemen

Canada Slim and the Vienna Waltz

Landschlacht, Switzerland, 9 December 2017 There are moments when one has to accept one´s limitations. For example, the wife and I were asked to attend her employer´s Christmas Party yesterday evening, but neither one of us was healthy (or motivated) enough to attend. I have been home all week when I would have rather been working, but… Continue reading Canada Slim and the Vienna Waltz

Canada Slim and the Basel Butterfly Effect

Landschlacht, Switzerland, 3 December 2017 I want to run away. As work increases and pressure mounts to accomplish as much as possible in this last month of the calendar year…. I want to run away. And though employers try to distract us through Christmas parties from the pressure they themselves create, I find myself nostalgic, almost homesick,… Continue reading Canada Slim and the Basel Butterfly Effect

Canada Slim and the Unremarkable Town

Landschlacht, Switzerland, 1 December 2017 Soon, thoughts of expatriates will turn to thoughts of home as Christmas draws ever closer. My American friends will wish to fly back to California and Florida, Boston and Philadelphia. My Canadian friend will wish to fly to Nova Scotia to proudly show off her new daughter, while my Indian… Continue reading Canada Slim and the Unremarkable Town

Canada Slim and the Calculated Cathedral

Landschlacht, Switzerland, 29 November 2017 It is a season of grey days and black, almost eternal, nights. As much as I comprehend why Canadians celebrate their Thanksgiving in October rather than November because the growing seasons are shorter up there, I occasionally wonder if the Americans might not be onto something by celebrating life at… Continue reading Canada Slim and the Calculated Cathedral

Canada Slim and the Voyageur´s Album

Landschlacht, Switzerland, 22 November 2017 I have just returned home from the dentist (one more tooth less) and I find that listening to Franz Liszt´s Hungarian Rhapsodies seems to keep pace with the throbbing pain experienced inside my mouth, as if each tooth is an ivory piano key pressed upon in tempo with the music being produced by… Continue reading Canada Slim and the Voyageur´s Album

Canada Slim and the Bad Boss

Landschlacht, Switzerland, 19 November 2017 This particular post I write today will be different from others I have written since 2017 began. I do not wish to recount stories and histories or travelogs. There will few pictures in this post, because I want the reader to truly focus on what I have to say, rather than… Continue reading Canada Slim and the Bad Boss

Canada Slim and the Holiday Chronicles

Landschlacht, Switzerland, 16 November 2017 I hate November: shorter days (dawn still incomplete after 6 am, dusk already started at 1600), grey clouds ever threatening rain, blocking the sun by day and the stars by night. November with its month flower, the chrysanthemum, a symbol of adversity, grief and death. And I miss seeing the Lake under blue skies… Continue reading Canada Slim and the Holiday Chronicles

Canada Slim and the Outcast

Landschlacht, Switzerland, 13 November 2017 Maybe it´s the endless days of grey skies outside or being restless with being confined indoors by illness that has got me feeling morbid of late. Perhaps my ghastly mood has been affected by the topics I have written about recently: ghosts and corpses on the London Tube (Canada Slim Underground) and the… Continue reading Canada Slim and the Outcast