tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626505383482771839.post6335067971534321139..comments2013-11-23T23:10:42.592+01:00Comments on Strands and Strange Lands: My first Swiss icecube!Miz Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10515500855764454649noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626505383482771839.post-15879841828647106422007-10-08T16:21:00.000+02:002007-10-08T16:21:00.000+02:00I'm not sure what Europeans are so scared of ice f...I'm not sure what Europeans are so scared of ice for. Maybe they think it will trap their soul! The few times I've been to Scotland I always get funny looks when I ask for ice.Iainhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07706937703064996363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626505383482771839.post-45837575127164374402007-09-26T23:02:00.000+02:002007-09-26T23:02:00.000+02:00I had to laugh when I read this post, because it m...I had to laugh when I read this post, because it made me realize that after a little over a month living here in Belgium, my husband and I have yet to come into contact with a single ice cube! I guess now we know where to go if we happen to crave some - thanks!Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11690195275894417342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626505383482771839.post-40548854013878825012007-09-26T22:33:00.000+02:002007-09-26T22:33:00.000+02:00Interesting about the ice cubes. I had a German ex...Interesting about the ice cubes. I had a German exchange student in 8th grade and she and all of her friends would always request that there be no ice cubes in their drinks when we went out to eat. This was before all of the self serve drink machines and people were not too happy to oblige.FillyFollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03636830996014613740noreply@blogger.com