We got to the campsite late and had to set everything up in a hurry… and in the dark. Then, around 1 a.m., a major thunderstorm rolled over and all I could do was laugh and laugh and laugh.
I woke up with the baby around 6 a.m, and everyone was still sleeping and snoring. Meanwhile, I had the baby, church bells, and the sound of an occasional barge floating past us on the Mosel. Life is good…and damp.
This is what I like to see: a smiling, sweaty, somewhat dirty, sun-kissed kid having the time of his life. He went swimming, hiking, playing, and exploring a salt mine today. This mountain air is so good for him.
We were at the hospital last week when the Fourth of July rolled around. Obviously, it’s an American holiday, and the Germans don’t do anything to observe it. But the Americans do! There are usually festive events on the local military installations, and we try to do something fun at home, too.
But this year was shaping to be a bust due to the circumstances. Neither Martin and I were in any place to put something together for the kids. Continue reading →
Last night, I checked out the G7 Summit news and photos from Taormina, Sicily, and recognized some spots from our visit there last summer. I think this is the main street where the leaders of Britain, Canada, France, Germany, Italy and Japan walked together. Continue reading →
We found a park where these two could burn some serious energy.
Our next stop is near the village of Polverigi, in the middle of Italy’s calf along the Adriatic Sea. There are rolling hills and many sunflower fields like this one across the street from where we are staying.