OK, I will be honest, I almost titled this blog, "More things I miss..." as a sequence to my last blog. With the honeymoon over, I guess I felt my days of mistake-making should have been over and yet every day I am reminded that I am a stranger in this country. Dwight is so good at helping me focus on what I have learned. He was very impressed that I now knew the way to several places without the GPS, that I have could explain (a little) the mysterious parking regulations and that I had found the place to pay our congestion tax or the equivalent to GA 400 tolls.
I know it is OK for me to miss my family, friends and various kitchen appliances (disposal, ice maker, gas cook top) and salad dressing, but I won't blog about those feelings this time. I am finally getting well and was able to go for a run around a beautiful lake near our flat. It is amazing to me to find such pretty water settings with dense and rugged forrests so close by. Two weeks ago everyone except me was sick and Dwight complimented me that I was a hearty soul. Then I got a stomach bug with a vengence. I am not sure I will ever again be able to eat several of the menu items I had just before I got sick. I felt like Seinfeld on the black and white cookie episode. But that is enough on that subject...I am better now.
Last night I took the train downtown to the Grand Hotel which has just renovated one of its bars to have an amazing view of the harbor. A large group of moms from William's school met there for drinks and adult convervation. It is funny how somethings never change. I am sitting a 200 year old hotel with ladies from Britain, Netherlands, Germany, France and Argentina and we are still talking about our children's teachers next year, the swim instructor that seems to do wonders for kids afraid of the water and different suggestions on what to pack for your child's snack. Nevertheless, I enjoyed my night out tremendously and was very proud that I made both ways by myself on the train.
William and Davis are doing great. William's teacher says he is starting to talk and laugh in class so I know he is getting more comfortable with his surroundings. Everyone is highly impressed with his manners. Over here "yes mam" is pretty much unheard of. Davis goes 100 miles an hour all the time. Climbing, running and falling...eating everything and chasing after Chapel or William. His all-time favorite food is bananas. Dwight called him a banana crack head because when he sees a banana he goes crazy until you give it to him and when he has it in his hand he lets out this creepy giggle as he starts to inhale it. He will try to bite through the peeling and if I try and cut it up so it will take him longer than 1 minute to eat the whole thing, he gets very impatient.
William has found a Swedish friend names Beck that also has a light saber and the two of them meet at the park to battle it out. Watching them play is such fun - it does not matter that they do not speak the same language - they talk "Star Wars" and understand perfectly.
I am on Davis duty tonight as Dwight let me sleep last night so I better get to bed.
Adjö! (means farewell and is prounouced heydo)
I know it is OK for me to miss my family, friends and various kitchen appliances (disposal, ice maker, gas cook top) and salad dressing, but I won't blog about those feelings this time. I am finally getting well and was able to go for a run around a beautiful lake near our flat. It is amazing to me to find such pretty water settings with dense and rugged forrests so close by. Two weeks ago everyone except me was sick and Dwight complimented me that I was a hearty soul. Then I got a stomach bug with a vengence. I am not sure I will ever again be able to eat several of the menu items I had just before I got sick. I felt like Seinfeld on the black and white cookie episode. But that is enough on that subject...I am better now.
Last night I took the train downtown to the Grand Hotel which has just renovated one of its bars to have an amazing view of the harbor. A large group of moms from William's school met there for drinks and adult convervation. It is funny how somethings never change. I am sitting a 200 year old hotel with ladies from Britain, Netherlands, Germany, France and Argentina and we are still talking about our children's teachers next year, the swim instructor that seems to do wonders for kids afraid of the water and different suggestions on what to pack for your child's snack. Nevertheless, I enjoyed my night out tremendously and was very proud that I made both ways by myself on the train.
William and Davis are doing great. William's teacher says he is starting to talk and laugh in class so I know he is getting more comfortable with his surroundings. Everyone is highly impressed with his manners. Over here "yes mam" is pretty much unheard of. Davis goes 100 miles an hour all the time. Climbing, running and falling...eating everything and chasing after Chapel or William. His all-time favorite food is bananas. Dwight called him a banana crack head because when he sees a banana he goes crazy until you give it to him and when he has it in his hand he lets out this creepy giggle as he starts to inhale it. He will try to bite through the peeling and if I try and cut it up so it will take him longer than 1 minute to eat the whole thing, he gets very impatient.
William has found a Swedish friend names Beck that also has a light saber and the two of them meet at the park to battle it out. Watching them play is such fun - it does not matter that they do not speak the same language - they talk "Star Wars" and understand perfectly.
I am on Davis duty tonight as Dwight let me sleep last night so I better get to bed.
Adjö! (means farewell and is prounouced heydo)
