Great new park and new friends

We found an awesome kids' park just about 10 minutes up the road from us. It has a large kids' pool, various boat and go cart rides for kids, and the best playground slides and climbing forts I've ever seen. It's a short bus ride from us so I think it will be our new favorite place to entertain the kids.

Pool with a water slide (the pool was packed with people)

Jack at the bottom of the really tall slide

At the park we met a woman from New Zealand that was also new to the area and had three boys (3, 5, and 8). From my previous travels I knew that if you want any sort of social life in a new city you have to make an effort to met new people so I invited them over to our place for dinner.

So on Saturday we had Jo and Marcus and their three boys (sorry I can't recall all the names) over for dinner. We had a great time talking with some other adults for a change and comparing notes about being here with young children. The boys got pretty rowdy by the end of the night (not surprising with 5 boys) but we all had fun.


The boys enjoying an ice cream after dinner (Jack was on a time out by this time for getting a little to rough )

Storming the Beaches

Kathy was the designated driver of our stick shift VW Touran since I've never owned a stick shift and almost all of her previous cars have been stick. I figured our first trip in a foreign country wasn't the time for me to work on it. Plus it's a great excuse for me to let Kathy do all the driving.

The first day out was longer than expected thanks to all the traffic. Apparently everyone in northern Europe takes the month of August off to go to the beach. It's pretty much like heading down to 'the shore' from Baltimore in August on a weekend. The French put plenty of toll roads along the way so we had the pleasure of waiting in line to pay or get a ticket about 5 times.

We got to St Malo in the late afternoon. St Malo is a walled city with narrow lanes full of shops and restaurants inside and packed full of tourists, all very cool until we realize that our hotel is in the middle of it. After asking the local police about how to reach our hotel she says that hotel guests and residents can drive into the city but all other traffic is off limits. So she opens the chain to let us in the gate to the city. We drive a few yards and just past the gate is a sea of people (I wish I had taken a picture). Imagine a narrow road jammed full of people, like you would see at a large outdoor festival or tourist trap. Now imagine driving up this road in a strange city, somewhat lost, after driving for 8 hours in heavy traffic. Needless to say Kathy was about to lose it by the time we reached the hotel.

Now for the topper: the hotel says the parking garage is full and that we can park outside the walls of the city - now Kathy lost it.

After unloading our bags and recovering for a few minutes we drove out of the city (again with the sea of tourists giving us angry looks). We had to drive about a mile away to find a place to park since all the lots were already full near the city. Needless to say our initial impression of St Malo was pretty bad.

Things got better from there. We had a nice dinner with plenty of wine, bought the boys some toys for being reasonably good during our long ordeal, and took a sunset stroll along the city's walls and down to the beach.

The boys checking out the rocks at St Malo

Sunset at St Malo (Jack took this one)

Kathy and I are probably both buzzed with wine at this point so we're looking pretty relaxed. I think Jesse's slightly manic grin is due to the sugar rush from the large ice cream he consumed just before this picture.

The next moring Kathy made the jog to our car and met the boys and I just outside the gates for the drive to Mont Saint-Michel.

Mont Saint-Michel - impressive sight as you drive up.

Less traveled path between buildings

Saint Michel was just as crowded as St Malo but Kathy spotted a secret passage to get us up and down and avoid the large crowds.

Near the top of Saint Michel

The cars in the background give you an idea of the crowd. Gotta love the boys posing. Jesse sticks with his Richard Nixon impression and Jack is more free form. I call this one the face smash.

Big Wheel at the top of St Michel

Apparently the monks would use this wheel for exercise. Sort of like a huge hamster wheel. I guess you need a good work out after transcribing manuscripts all day.

Sled at the top of St Michel

Actually the wheel is for hoisting up and lowering this sled to haul up supplies. There was sort of a stone ramp up the side of the wall and the sled had rollers on the bottom that would roll up the ramp. The large wheel would give them mechanical advantage to lift large loads. Not sure how they turned the wheel, maybe they did go inside and walk?

Walking the beach around St Michel

Climbing the rocks around St Michel

The shore in this area has a very shallow slope and the height change of the tides can be as much as 50 feet. This combination leads to the shore line moving as much as 9 miles in and out. So at the highest tides St Michel is surrounded by water but most times the beaches are exposed. As we were leaving we had some time so we hiked around St Michel on the exposed beach. About half way around the loud speakers came on and said everyone should leave the beach due to the danger of the incoming tide. We had plenty of time and were heading around the other side anyway, but the loud speakers were a little disconcerting.

Just to prove it wasn't all smiles and fun here's a shot of Jesse having a melt down after the long day at St Michel.

Jesse in melt down mode

The next morning we headed for Normandy. We stopped in Bayuex so Kathy could check on the location of a famous tapistry for our upcoming trip with the Loyola students.

Jesse in a happier moment at Bayeux

From Bayeux we went to Point du Hoc, the site where US Rangers scaled the cliffs to take out German guns between the landing beaches Omaha and Utah. The site still had bomb craters and the remains of the German fortifications. I'll try to get some pics of this site when we go back at the end of August.

After that we went to Arromanches where the allies had set up a temporary port to off load supplies. Parts of the floating port and break waters are still there. The hotel in Arromanches was great; our room had a sea view and they even had parking at the hotel - definitely the best part of our trip.

View from our Hotel in Arromanches

Paris

The high speed train (185 mph according to my GPS) only took about an hour from Brussels to Paris. Although adding in the bus ride to the Leuven train station, 30 min train ride from Leuven to Brussels, and the Paris metro to our hotel, the trip out totaled around 3~4 hrs.

Our first stop was the Eiffel tower. The boys were impressed but weren't too excited about posing for a picture after the long morning trip.

The boys were even more impressed by the run down self propelled go carts located in the Parc du Champ de Mars adjacent to the tower.

The next day we hopped the Metro to Notre Dame.

Some Gargoyles at Notre Dame

From Notre Dame we made our way to Luxembourg Garden for a pony ride and a very cool playground for the kids.

Here's Jesse sampling some fine french cuisine.

After dinner we caught an evening boat tour down the Seine and got some ice cream YEAH!

The tower is lit every night but every half hour they put on a special light show.

After promising the boys for the first three days we finally made it up to the top of the Eiffel tower on the last morning.

We made it to the top!

Great view

We're now back in Leuven. It feels like a home after returning from the bustle of Paris. Next weekend we storm the Normandy beaches.

First Five

The first day was kind of a wash due to the red eye flight and 6 hour jet lag. We did drop by our local grocery store for some basics and we ate dinner at a place in the center of town. The boys played on the steps of the old city hall while we waited for our food. I can already tell it's going to be expensive here. Most prices seem normal until you realize that they are in Euros (1.44 times the dollar).

The third day we went to the city hall to deal with the getting visas for the boys and I. The first taste of Belgium bureaucracy left Kathy longing for the DMV back home (yes it was that bad).

After city hall we ventured out in the provided car to stock up on some supplies for the house and to take a test run of the car and our GPS. We also stopped by a local lake that was on the way to the store. The lake was not that impressive but it felt good to take a dip and play in the sand a little. Kathy was excited to see that they had a windsurfer rental so maybe she could come back before she gets too busy (good luck).

Lake near Leuven

That night we tried the kangaroo we bought at the store. We figured we are here for the experience so why not try the items that you can't get at home. Kangaroo is a lot like a lean cut of beef.

The forth day we took it easy and explored the town a little.

Today, the fifth day, the boys and I went to a doctor and two different clinics to get all the tests required for the visas.

Tomorrow we are taking a train to Paris - stay tuned...

Jack checking out the feral cats that live in our back yard.

Unbeknownst to me I am considered a giant in this Liliputian land. The doorways in our house were all built for the local elves. Of course the shortest door is the one to our master bedroom. As you can see by my dazed look I'm still jet lagged and probably suffering from multiple head injuries at this point. Jack gets credit for this shot (pretty well framed for a 5 year old I thought).

Boys acting crazy in the GB

Cool old water spigot

Some green space in the GB

Front of our House in the Groot Bregijnhof

Here's a link that talks about the history of the GB
Groot Bregijnhof according to Wikipedia

Little window on the side our our house. Just the right size for Jack and Jesse to get in and open the door when I got locked out today due to a stuck door lock.

The moat surrounding our castle.
Ok, it's really a canal but it really does go on both sides of our house.

Cars can only come in the GB to drop off large packages so bikes are about all you see. The cobble stones make it a bumpy ride though.

Steeple for the Old Church up from our house.

Creepy carving in the side of the church.

Flying Out

Flew out of Dulles at 6pm on Sunday night the 2nd of August. Kathy and I are both glad to be done with all the packing and preparing. I've been off work for a week but feel like I've been working harder than ever - moving stuff, cleaning etc... Anyway we're finally on our way.

I estimate we have about 400 lbs of bags. We are allotted 2 bags each up to 50lbs. We weighed all the bags before we left and they all came in at 45~48lbs. Add in our carry on bags and we're pushing 400lbs.

We left at 6pm and arrived at 1am our time (7am Belgium time). The boys did really well considering they only slept about 3 hours each and they had to walk through the airport in Brussels in the middle of the night our time. It helps that they have flown to California twice a year since they were born.