Category: Travel
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Can’t sleep.
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1 comment on Can’t sleep.I’m being bad. It’s 3:43 in the morning, and yesterday I was awake for twenty-four hours, but the body keeps the time seven hours later. I am somehow both really sleepyheaded, and very awake. We had a medical emergency aboard our last flight yesterday. The patient walked past our row to the back of the…
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En route.
I write this from (checks in-flight screen) 33,000 feet, 1,638 miles from Geneva and 2306 miles from NYC. Yesterday, our last day, I first walked into town to buy more coffee pods and a selection of pastries (Simon asked for a baguette of his own instead). Then we asked the kids where they wanted to…
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Winding up.
Chances are good you won’t wake up tomorrow to a new post from me. I have been doing most of this travel blogging mid-morning, and tomorrow morning we load up our luggage in that beast of an SUV and drive to the Geneva airport. We’re supposed to return it in the French sector and then…
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Marking time.
Good day yesterday, despite the rain. Our school load is real but simplified enough here that I’ve been able to work with Simon in the morning and Leo in the late afternoon. And yesterday was the last workday! So when it was over I packed up all the schoolbooks into the rolling carry-ons. Also some…
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Tick tock.
Time is running out! Need to pack in a few more experiences before Ieave. Like breakfast out by myself! I walked in the drizzle all over, contemplating le saumon fumé et ses toasts or les pancakes avec le sirop d’érable or les oeufs grillés but decided that I could get smoked salmon, maple syrup pancakes,…
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What’s in the fridge?
What’s in our fridge after three weeks in France? And what’s on the counters? In the pantry? We’re leaving in four days. We aren’t going to finish it all. And we can’t take it all home. (Mark has said he will take responsibility for packing food items home and declaring it.) What have we bought?…
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Moving slowly.
That was me this morning. I think I figured out the sleep difference here. I have shifted my sleep patterns, but somehow I’ve acquired the ability to go back to sleep after being awakened at 4:30 a.m. French time, by, say, the sounds of a teenager tiptoeing downstairs to get on Discord with his D&D…
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Yesterday’s memories.
I got the philosophy off my chest first, now a few items from yesterday. For the sake of remembering it all. There’s a little alpine coaster on the edge of the other end of town in a tiny amusement park. The kids wanted to go so we drove over there and bought them six rides…
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What am I learning?
This morning I woke up for the first time in, oh, three weeks with a slight, but familiar, sense of dread. It took me a minute to figure out that the dread was about: In four days we have to pack all this stuff into our suitcases. It is the dread of unfinished business, something…
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Trust me.
I had a migraine this morning, so I stayed in bed through my, er, usual writing time. That makes it sound like a habit! A brief summary of yesterday (Friday): • Mark went up to the top with a guide/pilot to try to fly from up there • He did get to go out onto…
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Sleeping and eating, etc.
So this is day 19, easy to keep track of since we arrived on September first. We leave in a week. How long did it take to get used to the time difference? To being here in general? + + + Sleeping first. It was maybe two or three days before I had gotten enough…
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Rally, car.
So I mentioned that I had a story from lunch. As we were walking back across town from the landing field, I asked the boys what they wanted to have for lunch. Simon said, “Fries and a cheeseburger, the good ones at that one restaurant,” and Leo agreed. I knew which one they meant. There’s…
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