I can’t live, if living is without Ruth*

When I woke up and read that Ruth Bader Ginsberg had died, I went on a five-hour bike ride, because otherwise I would have just stayed in my apartment pacing and chanting, “Oh my God” over and over again. Ruth Bader Ginsberg (RBG) was one of my heroes. One of the first women to graduateContinue reading “I can’t live, if living is without Ruth*”

Bodegraven – Borefts Bier Festival

I haven’t said much about where we live, probably because there’s not much to say. A friend of ours calls Bodegraven “boterham” (sandwich in Dutch), and that’s fairly accurate. It is a small village in the Randstad right in between Rotterdam (30 km northeast) and Utrecht (30 km west). This weekend is the best time for craftContinue reading “Bodegraven – Borefts Bier Festival”