(Warning: This post is a bit nerdy as I delve into the art and science of packing for travel. If you only pop in here for the occasional chuckle or picture of the family, feel free to skip this one.)
I’ve been remiss in keeping the ol’ family blog updated. In some cases it’s the same old domestic banality just in a foreign land and language (where hilarity and daily doses of humiliation ensue). In other cases, it’s trying to respect my kids’ request for privacy (soooo hard and sooooo boring). More often, it is a overabundance of blessings that keeps me from documenting every single trip. But Egypt was different. It was different in so many ways. And even though I could write for days on our very short time there, I will start with a brief overview and some pictures for posterity.
When people ask what I’ve been doing for the last two years, here’s my answer. I have been exploring villages, cities, back roads, mountains, and canals in these countries.
*Monaco is later this month, but it was aesthetic and convenient to add it here, now.
We just had dinner, just the four of us. A simple meal made up of all vegetables and mostly leftovers. It’s been a beautiful, busy winter break full of family and friends and travel and adventure, but this evening felt normal and quiet and wonderful. Just us. We talked as a family about travel, and the pros and cons of where we might like to go over Easter break. We laughed. A lot. We shared wish lists. We talked and researched and would branch out to converse two-by-two, but then pull back to all four. We dreamed together. The kids morphed to a geography memory game (and actually did pretty well). Larry and I started looking at my two favorite websites in the whole world: Google Maps and Google Flights. While talking, Larry cleaned the kitchen. While researching, I hung laundry. Elliot cracked jokes. Merrie shared images of amazing locations. Simple. Happy. All present. Such a present.
We were fortunate enough to attend a 500 year old tradition today (which was special enough for me to dust off the blog and remember my password for WordPress 3+ months after the last post). The four of us drove out early this morning to the small village of Fischbachau/Hundham to attend the annual Leonhardiritt, a horse-riders’ and carriage procession, including an outdoor service in the meadow with a special blessing for the horses at the end. It was a beautiful costume parade that was absolutely authentic. You won’t get more Bavarian than the day we had. Continue reading An authentic day in Bavaria
Our family popped back over the pond for a two week visit to our New England homes. We spent a week in New Hampshire with family; I spent a weekend in Maine with my #Magpies; we spent a week in Massachusetts catching up more with family and friends; and we had a last hurrah evening eating at one of our favorite restaurants, then watching one of our favorite bands in a very intimate setting with some of our favorite friends. Every chance we could we ate seafood and looked at the beautiful ocean.
New England is nothing short of stunning in the summer. We had amazing luck with the weather and got to spend time with many (but certainly not all) of the people we hold near and dear. The kids got to spend time with their friends, and most importantly, we got to spend time with Nana, Doodles, and Lilly. In no particular order, here are a few highlight photos from this trip.
Meredith and I were fortunate enough to take a lightning-quick trip to Paris for a couple of days. It was hot, and it was crowded, and it was — and still is — one of the most amazing cities I’ve had the pleasure to visit. We loved the Latin Quarter and we loved wandering the streets and the museums. We were each moved to tears at the chance to walk among some of the world’s most cherished works of art. Continue reading The Paris of books, art, and color