Good grief, this week is kicking my butt. People who say if you get up early you’ll be tired at night and able to go to sleep earlier, therefore making it easier to get up early, are BIG FAT LIARS. I got up at 5:30 am four days in a row and I was still having to force myself to fall asleep at ll:30pm the past 2 nights. And getting up at 5:30 makes the day SOOO LONG. I felt like I was ready for dinner and it was only 1:30 pm. Ridiculous. This morning I gave up trying to be a mature adult (by staying up and being productive after bringing Calvin to soccer practice) so I fell back to sleep at 6 until 6:30 when my alarm went off (to make sure Caleb was up and getting ready for school). I fell asleep again while Caleb was in the shower and then a third time after he left on the bus. I finally dragged myself out of bed at 8:20 when my alarm went off for the third time so I could make it to work out class by 8:45 (I was a little bit late and I showed up with puffy sleepy eyes. Oh well.) I think I only have 4.5 more months of this. Woo hoo! I hope I survive . . .
Josh comes home from India tomorrow and as far as I can tell, they are having a great time. Josh said Carter is getting along great with all the kids, working hard, and has been an excellent traveling companion. I haven’t had a lot of contact with them, other than a few texts from Josh and my dad and a fun few minutes on FaceTime.
Author: Robin Chartier
travel planning from scratch
The first step in figuring out our summer plans is researching if it’s even feasible for us to take a family trip somewhere in Europe or if that will break the bank. We also want to go back to Crete in the fall, but maybe I’m being optimistic to think we can afford to do both. Josh was thinking it would be fun to go to England and Ireland and I was ready to start drinking tea and practice eating crumpets until I looked into it and found it’s number one on the list of most expensive tourist destinations in Europe. Nope.
So I thought, “how about we try the opposite of that?” and I googled cheapest countries in Europe. And then I had to get out a map, because I hadn’t heard of a bunch of them. But hey, two of the most beautiful places in the world are ones I had never heard of before we went there: Oman and Cappadocia. It might be worth a shot.
I bought an Eastern European guidebook (on its way from Amazon right now) because I’m not sure how to decide where to go. Slovenia, Hungary, Croatia, Macedonia (that’s a real place?) all mean nothing to me. Italy: I think of pasta and wine country, the Vatican and Venice. France: cafes and the Eiffel tower, Tour de France and fashion. Croatia??? Nothing. Slovenia??? No associations at all. I think it must be cold there because they both sound Russian and just like in Rocky 4 all Russians wear fur coats and hats, right?
I asked a group of friends (online ones who all live overseas) if they had any ideas for a cheap European vacation and my list grew — and I had to reference a map a few more times. Here’s how it breaks down:
Croatia is the most popular destination with 10 recommendations. Budapest got 8 (but that’s a city in Hungary — I know that because it’s not one of these newfangled countries that popped up since I left school). Prague and Slovenia got 6 recommendations each. Though many people noted that Prague isn’t as cheap as it used to be. There were several for Poland, 2 for Romania and 5 for Malta (yes, I had to get out the map to see where Malta was — it’s an island in-between Italy’s boot and the northern coast of the African continent). It’s a pretty well traveled group of military wives! There were other suggestions, but they overlapped with locations that I hope to see on a different trip (Italy and Spain). There were also suggestions to visit one of the bases in southern Germany for inexpensive outdoor fun. I’m keeping that in mind as a plan B.
So armed with my list, I now need to look up these countries (or cities), see where they are, what makes them special, discover why someone would want to go there, and determine general prices for food, lodging and transportation. Thank God for the internet, Trip Advisor, and Google street view. I don’t know how anyone traveled internationally before this century. Between reviews for hotels, apartments and restaurants I can have a great idea of what to expect once we arrive. I can even look up a hotel and using Google street view, “walk” around the area to see if there are restaurants, bike rentals, or grocery stores in the immediate area. I guess the next step will be “virtual travel.”
We may not end up going anywhere new this summer, but I can promise I’ll know a lot more about Eastern Europe after travel planning for this region!
Say hello, wave goodbye
Carter and Josh left for India on Friday morning. Josh is spending a week and Carter is spending 11 days working at an orphanage in a village south of Chennai. I think they are going to have a great time. As a Marine, Josh is used to roughing it (they had to pack their own toilet paper, flashlights, bedding, clothesline, and laundry soap. I’m also pretty sure I read something about “bucket showers”) and Carter is always game for an adventure. Let’s just say that I’m thankful to be home with my indoor plumbing and wifi. I’ve been there, done that with trips to Mexico and other “rustic” places, but I don’t know anyone who goes to India and doesn’t get a nasty stomach bug so . . . I’m just praying that they are spared from “Delhi Belly” on their trip.
It’s the most wonderful time of the year
New Year’s, new beginnings, new possibilities. A blank slate. I used to get nostalgic on New Year’s Eve and always try to imagine where I would be a year from that moment. Over time I gave up on that impossibility and now I just sit back and enjoy the ride on the roller coaster. Last year we were in Istanbul, walking misty streets, waiting for the fireworks to explode on the rooftops all around us. This year I’m going to curl up on my couch with my in-progress sweater and hopefully knit past the shoulders to the part where I divide for the sleeves. Two completely different ways to celebrate, but equally sweet.
It’s easy for me to be content when I’m warm, well fed, have healthy kids, and an easy life. When there are travels on the near horizon and a new career for Josh on the far one. A year from now we’ll be waiting to hear where our last move will be with the Marine Corps. And maybe we’ll be traveling. One year on, one year off . . . our last Christmas vacation in Bahrain. A trip to New Zealand is on everyone’s wish list (except for the part where it takes so long to get there). We’ll see what ends up coming together. Maybe I’ll finally make it to Italy.
We have lots of travel on the agenda for 2015 — so far Oman and Paris for me, Josh will also get to a few other countries for work, and Calvin is practically living in Germany this spring (he’s there now and has trips scheduled for the end of January and the end of February with school). We’re hoping for a return trip to Crete this fall and are considering a location in Europe for a summer trip instead of traveling all the way back to the US in June or July. Since Josh only has 2 weeks, 20 to 24 hours of transit on each end are making us reconsider our California trip. We love you all, but can’t help feeling that our time in this region is getting short and don’t want to miss any possibilities to show our kids the world.
Eating Crow
**The information contained in this blog post may or may not be 100% accurate. It’s what I understand to be true at the moment, but I’ll hopefully continue to learn as I go along.
I have a new hobby/passion/addiction/whatever you want to call it. I’ve been fighting it for a while, but I’m sunk. I love carpets. I love carpet shopping. I love learning about the different styles, patterns, fibers, dyes, regions, identification . . . everything but the prices. Good grief, handmade carpets are expensive!
I used to be someone who rolled their eyes (internally, no need to be rude) when someone gushed over an “old tabreez that is to die for!” Um, it’s a piece of material that you lay on the floor. Why pay a bunch of money for something that people are going to walk on? Ridiculous. Remember me and the “Who wants an old carpet?! Gross!” story from the souk? I currently have one old carpet that I’m very attached to (and would be thrilled to acquire a few more). Hey, they don’t make them like they used to!
Writing this blog post made me curious, so I looked at the underside of the carpet at the label. In addition to Made in Iran, the label says “saroogh,” which according to Google is a city in Iran that is known for producing carpets in the late 19th century in response to the huge demand for Persian carpets from Europe and North America. It’s possible that the design of ours is known as an “American Sarouk” because they created these carpets with the American design esthetic in mind.































