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Fajita, Tamale, Chili con Carne, Pico de Gallo…Need I Say More?

Several weeks ago the kids and I decided to go visit my parents in San Antonio while Brad was speaking at his conferences in Virginia and Atlanta. It was so much fun being back after almost 2 years and sleeping in my old bed and seeing my dog, Celli, that is living now with my mom and dad. I had grandiose ideas of being able to drive on the right side of the road again, but after continued confusion, my parents and I thought it would be better if they chauffeured me around. My dad, however, did play games with me and drive on the incorrect side of the road.

San Antonio had never felt better to me with several days of the most perfect weather. And the sun came out! Oh, the sun that is not a consistent friend here in my life…I just soaked it in. The kids adored their time with grandparents and great grandparents and also their time in my parents’ front and backyard. That is one thing that we surely miss. I’ve never been a lover of Mexican food, but now that I don’t have it except for Old El Paso taco packets that really seem to stink up my house, I had strange cravings that were met by a night on the River Walk. Muy bueno! To no success I really wanted to buy one of those fluffy shirts worn by the waitresses at the authentic Mexican restaurant to wear back in Wales. I’m serious. I’d wear it!

Several things struck me as I visited the homeland that I had not expected. First, every time I saw the word “pants” in advertisements I just chuckled. That is really funny to me because here that means “underwear.” Also, the American toilets took me back a bit as I had gotten so used to our European toilets here with no center piece cut out and the low water level. It’s tricky sitting little kids up on those with the center piece cut out. I kept thinking the high level of water at my mom’s was going to overflow or that it was going to hit me. Another shocker to me was the huge amount of ladies wearing those jumpsuit/tracksuit outfits. I had worn mine on the plane because it was so comfortable, but I had felt quite self-conscious because here those outfits seem to be only for in your house. People like to dress up here. Little did I know that they have taken America by storm. Every single place I went I saw gals wearing them in abundance.

I could go on and probably get more serious, but it is so much fun living in one country and then going back and experiencing things I had always taken for granted. It gives you a whole new way of looking at things.

-julie

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April 15, 2008
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Pardon?

I sat near a mom I barely know at Harper’s recent Easter program at school. Here was a snippet of our conversation.

Me: “So, are you going anywhere for Easter holiday break?”

Lady: “Yes. Island.”

Me: “Hmm. Island?”

Lady: “Yes, Island.”

Me (tilting head to one side in puzzled look): “Where is Island? What island are you going to?”

Lady (very weird look on her face now): “Uh, I-ir-land. The country of Ireland.”

Me (feeling a little stupid now) “Oh, yeah. Ireland. After 2 years, I’m still getting used to the Welsh accent.” (nervous chuckle)

-julie

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April 7, 2008
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Ahh….Firenze

Brad’s parents were saints and kept the kids for 3 days while Brad and I took a quick trip to Florence, Italy. I don’t know if you’ve ever had a near perfect day in life, but while we were there I think I experienced one. That is such a charming city and for the art lover in me it was quite satisfying. We had perfect weather, had advanced tickets to see the Birth of Venus (my all time favorite painting) at the Uffizi and unexpectedly got in at the last minute without wait or having to pay to see the magnificent David. Wherever we go in Europe we take a Rick Steves travel book with us. He sure knows his stuff and we always follow his advice on restaurants. He led us to a place that had excellent gelato.

I never feel more in America than when I travel to a major tourist city. There are few Americans here in our city, so when I go on vacation I enjoy the moments of hearing American English amongst the tourists. One man turned to me in line and asked a question in American English. It warmed my heart so and I just wanted to hug him. If he only knew that he had made my trip that much better. A double treat for us was seeing an older American gentleman with a cowboy hat on. Ah, I just loved it. The Italians were delightful and I loved seeing all of the dark hair and their friendliness. I couldn’t stop staring when I saw 4 Italian guys together where we were eating one day. I noticed very quickly that they all had the same suede loafers on, but were in different colors….bright red, green, blue, and purple. What a friendship they must have had to go out all wearing the same shoes. Or, maybe one of them bought the shoes for the others and they felt obligated? Italy was wonderful and unforgettable. Ciao!

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April 7, 2008
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Florence: In Pictures

Here’s a few snap shots from our trip to Florence, Italy.

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Cheers.

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April 6, 2008