Sunday, February 15, 2009

You can't teach, but you sure can take...

















Normalcy is beginning to set in at Fondary. The apartment is pretty much cleaned up from the boxes that arrived on Tuesday. Phones are up and running (now we just need to learn how to use them), Skype is functioning (go to www.skype.com and search for abbyandgrey), and language lessons for me begin next week. I must admit it is nice to have the gang here. We had a great weekend. The weather was nice and we spent most of Saturday on the go. I was introduced to Carrefour. This is the cousin to the American Target or WalMart. Not as impressive, but equally as busy. The bonus is that they will deliver your groceries for a small charge, which is good for those of us that do not drive or have an elevator. Delivery man, my legs and arms will be sending you a Christmas card this year for not making me carry those bags up four flights of stairs.

On Saturday afternoon, we went to the Eiffel Tower. It was extremely crowded, but it was great fun. Woobie #2 has a new hobby of chasing pigeons. He has gotten scary close to getting one or two thus far. I don’t exactly know what would happen if he actually got one. In fact, I would rather not think about this scene. The kids rode the carousel and we grabbed ice cream (mind you that it was just above freezing outside). Pictures above, facts below.

I must say that the biggest event of the week was that Abby went back to school. The school seems good and she is adjusting pretty well. They had a fair after school and dress up day on Friday. She has about 19 kids in her class (some Americans, some Portuguese, some Germans). I have to say watching her go through this transition at school is about the most gut wrenching event I have had to see thus far as a parent. At times, we all see acts from just normal people that strike us as courageous. I must say that she has taught me a few things this week after moving 5,000 miles away in the middle of a school year. It is hard to imagine, but I think that she has got more courage than I have today. To force yourself into a new situation like this just simply takes guts. I know it has not been easy for her and I know that she probably does not understand what she is feeling, but I am really, really proud her for putting herself out there. It just goes to show you that you can’t teach courage, but you sure can take lessons from those who have it.

So here at information central command, we are constantly trying to improve the quality of communication from across the pond. We have found a new little feature that allows us to send pictures within the post. Please enjoy and unlike the airlines these days, these pictures are included in the price of admission. Just for the record, Abby has discovered static electricity.

I also thought it would be fun to share a little history about our destination this past weekend. Enjoy.

Eiffel Tower

Constructed between 1887-1889…Was once the largest structure in the world (first overtaken by the Chrysler Building in NYC in 1930)…Built to mark the 100 year celebration of the French Revolution…Architect none other than Gustave Eiffel…Although marveled for its architecture, the structure was built to withstand the winds that come through Paris…Weighs about 10,000 tons…717 steps to the top…It has survived the invasion of Nazi Germany and a fire in 1956.












Wednesday, February 11, 2009

"It's Cloudy" Welcome to France

First things first, Tom's wedding was great. I am really happy to see him so happy with Annie. If you ever want to test yourself vs. a nervous breakdown tell your colleague to call you on Friday at 7:00 AM when you are planning to leave a country for 3 years. He needs to then ask you to fax over some passport information so he can get your for a visa for a business trip to Africa. Next, you need to realize that you left your passport somewhere and the only solution is drive 3 hours in traffic to get a new one. Upon arrival you will be considered a possible terrorist threat because you want three passports. Drive back 3 hours to be in a rehearsal for a wedding that you are 30 minutes late to.

The LA Times on Saturday Classified Section

Soft pink object for sale. It will be of no help to anyone. Owner is looking to sell and will consider any offer. He needs space to fill with sand, blocks, kids train set pieces, maybe even Batman toy. Item once considered to be a brain, but has since been confirmed that is more like old yogurt left on kitchen table. Malaria repellent will be considered as fair trade.

Secondly, Quirico Filopanti, the idea man behind global time zones, is the devil. We were on the plane for almost 18 hours and to land at 11:00 AM when it should be 2:00AM is just outright evil. I am now suggesting that the entire world be set on the 7:33 time zone where no matter what time it is, it is always 7:33.

Thanks to genius man, this is the summary of our first night together.

7:00- While laying in bed watching the rain hit the skylight

Jen- Wow, the clouds sure are moving fast.

10:00- I awake from what I think is a full night's sleep to find out that it was more like a nap.

Brett- You know, those clouds are moving fast.

12:30- After, a few hours of what had to be considered as Studio 54 Paris by our neighbors, kids are in bed with us.

Abby- Daddy, the clouds move fast in Paris.

Grey- Daddy, the Eiffel Tower is in Paris.

1:00- Whispering with Abby

Abby- Daddy, I sleep with my eyes open. I close my eyes and then they just want to stay open. This is why I can't sleep.--It is amazing what exhaustion can add to a conversation with a 4 year old.

1:10- Abby leaves the bed.

2:00- Abby returns from playing and begins the takeover of what is now considered The Louisania Purchase of our bed. Sprawling from corner to corner.

2:10- Jen conceeds Ohio and moves to the opposite end of the bed in order to have more room.

3:00- Upstairs radiator had too many nachos and begins to make belching sound. Number of people awake, one. Number of people that work the next day, well that is me too.

4:00- Finally, sleep for everyone. Maybe I should rent out the three other beds in the house?

First night, long night, best night....Welcome to France.