our travel strategy 

We knew we wanted to do as much traveling as possible while we lived in NL. We’re in a great location geographically and many places of interest are very close. I currently have a list of 31 places that we want to see (the list keeps growing). We’ve been to 13 of them in six countries so far. 😀

Travel expenses are a monthly budget item and I think we’ve done a good job staying within our means. I get a monthly allowance for gas, so car travel is very inexpensive. Area stores offer discount train tickets from time to time and we take advantage of that. We’ve gotten tickets for as little as €13 round trip. The tickets can be used for travel anywhere in NL. We’ve taken the train to Amsterdam, Utrecht and Nijmegen. Air travel within Europe is pretty inexpensive. We can fly many places for under €50, if we book early enough. Once we’re in the city, we usually walk everywhere. It’s the best way to see everything and we get some exercise. The only exception was London where we bought Oyster cards and used the Tube. We took a taxi for the first time in Pisa from the airport to our hotel – well worth the €13 fare to get through a maze of streets in the dark. 🚕

I use booking.com for hotels and get good rates for places off the beaten path. We always book a place that includes free breakfast. Europeans don’t skimp on breakfast! The breakfast buffet in Florence was huge (only half of it is pictured below). We’re not too picky about the accommodation as long as it’s clean, comfortable and quiet. The room we had in London was tiny and stuffy, but it was in a good location. When we walked into our room in Pisa, we saw two single beds. I thought I had booked a double? Oh well, for one night it didn’t really matter to us. Dick opened the door to what he thought was the bathroom and found another room with a queen bed. So we had a family suite for the two of us. The hotel was old and shabby, but it was pretty clean and the bed was comfy. The B&B in Haarlem had a fairly large room with nice light, but we had to share the bathroom with the owner and other guests. That was different!

 

We typically seek out street vendors for lunch or have a light meal at a cafe. We always try to have a nice dinner because we want to experience the cuisine! We have rarely been disappointed. The only bad meal I can think of was a French dinner in Equisheim. Food is one of our biggest expenses. 

We bought museum cards for NL. It costs €60 for the year and it can be used at virtually every museum in the country. It’s a good value! In other countries, we’ve picked one or two museums that we really want to spend time in. Museum admission is typically around €12. In Brugge we got a discount museum card from our hotel and in Florence we went to the Uffizi when it was free (first Sunday of the month). We do self-guided or free walking tours, which are  a lot of fun. We avoid the people with headphones following the guide waving a flag. 😬 There are tours with practically every mode of transportation (bike, Vespa, horse & buggy, scooter, trolley, etc), but the only one that’s made sense to us so far was the canal boat tour in Amsterdam. 

Shopping is a must for me, but I’m mostly a browser. We don’t buy kitschy souvenirs or tee shirts. We bought wine glasses in Alsace and beer glasses in Brugge, which we use (in moderation!) and don’t display. I’m a sucker for scarves and have added several to my collection. I wear them a lot. Dick got a really nice leather jacket for a great price in Florence. 

Our biggest challenge is going to be time. I have lots of vacation time and Dick’s schedule is flexible, but there are still limits to how frequently we can travel. Believe it or not, we like to stay home and have some down time on occasional weekends! We’re going to the US for the holidays and we’re not likely to travel during the coldest months of January and February. In the spring, we hope to be hosts and tour guides to visiting family. 

Hey, it’s a good problem to have and we’ll make the best of it. We are so grateful for this opportunity to see more of our world! 

Gent

Gent (Ghent) is another medieval city just 30 min. from Brugge. We drove there through the fog on Sunday morning. The fog didn’t clear until mid-afternoon and the temperature hovered around 40 degrees all day. It was kind of fun seeing this old city in the fog at first, but we were wishing for sun by noon. 


We toured Graventeen, Castle of the Counts, first. The design is based on a castle in Syria so it’s quite different from other European castles. It was a residence for the Count at first, but for most of it’s active history, it was a prison. The exhibits featured weapons, torture and execution devices (like the guillotine). 


We found a nice indoor spot along one of the canals to have a coffee break before meeting up with another free walking tour. This tour was led by a young Russian woman who spoke excellent English. She kept us moving along to stay warm, but my toes were numb by the end! We picked up some historical facts and tourist tips on the tour. There is a lot of construction in Gent right now because they are installing cable cars to replace buses. It was a distraction to me, especially in an area where there would normally be a good view of the amazing city hall. I wonder if the cables will also detract from the views of beautiful buildings.

We desperately needed a warm place and warm food after the tour. Hot soup and hot chocolate in front of a fire (it was on a tv screen, but still ok) fit the bill. After we were nicely warmed up, we went to St. Bavo home of “The Mystic Lamb” also known as the Ghent altar piece. The cathedral is incredibly complex, ornate and full of artwork. It’s too bad that we didn’t have more time to spend there before it closed at 5pm. We walked back through part of the city center and stopped off at ‘t Dreupelkot for a shot of jenever. This is apparently what one does in Gent! There had to be nearly 100 different flavors on their “menu”. I had passion fruit and Dick had ginger. 

Since we had a reservation back in Brugge, we couldn’t stay in Gent past sundown. The lighting there is supposed to be spectacular. Dick and I agreed that we would have to go back for another visit — possibly after the construction is completed. There is light festival there in early February and maybe we can go to that next year.

Brugge

I’m going to refer to Bruges by the Flemish name Brugge. I don’t understand why European place names are translated into the language that is being spoken and instead keeping the spelling and pronounciation of the native language. As long as the Latin alphabet is in play, of course. I guess foreign conquests contributed to this phenenonmen, but I digress . . .

Everyone who has been to Brugge says you must visit and now I know why. Brugge is place where you can easily imagine going backwards in time to the medieval period. I think it’s the most charming historic city we’ve visited. The architecture is amazing and even the outskirts of the city feel old. Part of the reason is because they take care to make the buildings look old even when they are new. It’s brilliant!

 

Brugge is about a 2.5 hr drive from our house and we were there by lunchtime on Saturday. After lunch, we joined a free walking tour led by a guy named Hendrick. Hendrick was born and raised in Flanders, but his English sounded British. He said that was a mystery, but we guessed he watched a lot of BBC during his formative years. 🙂 Hendrick gave a great tour with lots of history, stories and jokes. Some keywords from Brugge history are: textiles, trade, beer and tourism. Brugge was a happening place during the middle ages, but declined during the Renaissance. Later on, we found a small family restaurant near our bed and breakfast on the outer part of the city. Our dinner was fantastic. It was a nice night so we walked back into the center of the city. The city under lights is quite magical – like being in a painting.


After a day in Gent (next post!), we came back to Brugge on Sunday night to hear some live music at a wine bar that was recommended by a coworker. The place was tiny and the tables were full, but we had made a reservation. The owner quickly made things right by moving a few people around (not so easy in such a small space). We ended up on the second floor near the entertainment. A guy on guitar and a guy on keyboard played jazz and blues tunes — they were pretty good!

On Monday, we started the day with a climb up the Belfry tower — 366 steps to the top. The carillon and bells are impressive and of course, the view is amazing. Some frites, some chocolate, some shopping, the Historium museum, the chocolate museum, beer break and then a delicious dinner. There are chocolate shops everywhere, but we managed to pick one that is family owned and we learned later that they were voted best chocolatier in Brugge this past year. The owner was as sweet as her chocolate. Our beer break was on a balcony overlooking the Grote Markt where we watched children chase big bubbles across the square. An industrious young fellow created bubbles there for hours. We had dinner at a Flemish pub where almost everything was made with beer. My fish stew was absolutely devine. We somehow scored a room with a BIG tub at the B&B, so I seized the chance for a hot soak before bed. What a day!

We made a couple more stops before leaving the city on Tuesday. We went into the Basillica of the Holy Blood, which is Gothic and not my favorite architecture. We should have gone to the Church of Our Lady to see the Madonna instead — oh well. One last turn around both squares and then I got a yummy Belgian waffle before we headed out. 

To sum it up: we loved Brugge and look forward to going back!

visiting

Dick returned on Wednesday and our first official visitor came along with him — Mama Smid! We’ve enjoyed showing her our house, village and surroundings. They were both sleep deprived and jet lagged so they slept in on Thursday, while I went to work. On Friday, we set off to visit some family and friends further north in Doetinchem and Gengelo. The first stop was coffee time at Om Jaap and Tante Joke’s house. I was able to follow most of the conversation in Dutch. Their daughter Annemieke and granddaughter arrived after a while and we spoke to them in English. This was the first time Dick had met this particular cousin. We had a nice time getting to know them a little. The next stop was in Gengelo, about an hour further, to visit/meet the Reinhout’s, some old friends of the Smids. They have a beautiful home and garden. We had lunch there and then went into town to see a thrift shop where Mrs. Reinhout volunteers. After that we drove out to a place where the Smid’s lived temporarily many years ago. It was a bit of an adventure because the buildings and landscape had changed quite a bit from mama’s memories. A relative of the past owners came along to explain what had happened over the last 30+ years. We drove back home through Germany and stopped in Venlo for a yummy dinner at a restaurant on the Markt.

Saturday we went to the grote markt in Eygelshoven and shopped for fruit, veggies, bread and meat. This markt was voted the best market in NL this year. The prices and selection are unbelievable! Three pints of raspberries for €3 ($3.29), for instance. After lunch back at home, we drove into Maastricht. We did some shopping and showed mama around the city. The weather was nice enough to have coffee at a cafe´ by the river.

After church on Sunday, we received visitors from Mechelen, Belgium. Marsha and Alex (friends of the Smid’s) and their two young boys came to see us. We took them into Sittard for a Dutch lunch on the markt. It was warm and sunny; a great day to dine outside. We almost ended up at a German restaurant, but we realized they didn’t really have what we were looking for and moved to a restaurant with a more appropriate menu (not to mention some shade from the sun). Marsha is Dutch, but speaks French and English fluently. Alex is French, speaks Dutch quite well, but he was self-conscious about his rusty English. Their sons speak Dutch and French, but no English yet. I feel bad that my language skills are so lacking. It can be so limiting! I told the boys I would work on my Dutch so I could speak to them more next time. We had coffee outside on our terrace later on and chatted about all sorts of topics including politics. Alex works for a magazine publisher and does design work, so he and Dick had that in common. We really enjoyed our visit with them. They invited us to their home and we will definitely follow up on that in the future.

On Monday, Dick and Mama picked up her friend Chris at the Maastricht train station. She travelled here from Leuven. They spent the day at our house, while I was at work. I was able to meet her after work and chatted with her during dinner. We made a chicken and broccoli casserole, which fortunately tasted pretty good. I think Europeans have a more discerning pallet than Americans, so I was a little nervous. Chris was very pleasant and conversational. I enjoyed listening to her speak about her interest in languages and her time as an expat in the US many years ago. She lived in Switzerland as a child and speaks German, French, Dutch, and English. I think some Italian and Spanish as well.

I’m glad that Mama Smid was able to visit us and even more grateful that she introduced us to family and friends. Every encounter was a pleasure and I learned something new from each person. I think that Americans tend to have a narrow view (I’d have put myself in that category not long ago), because we aren’t exposed to other cultures as a matter of course. There are ways to make it happen, but it has to be intentional. Some of my family members host international students, which is a great way to learn about other cultures without traveling. Missionaries can be cultural ambassadors as well. 

I hope I can maintain this mind-expanding point of view even after we return to the States. I’m probably going to have to keep traveling to foreign lands to do that, though!

me, myself and I

Dick is in Boston for two weeks and I’m alone . . . at last! I love my husband. He is truly my best friend and a great companion, but I’ve been craving me time. I haven’t been alone for any significant amount of time since we arrived in NL four months ago. This a real problem because I start to feel like I’m losing myself when I don’t have time alone. This may only make sense to introverts!

So what am I doing with all this alone time? Well, so far, I’ve been focusing on eating a little better. It’s not that we’ve been particularly unhealthy; I’m just simplifying and staying away from sweets. I’m practicing my Dutch out loud with abandon. I’m sleeping in the middle of the bed. I’m leaving dirty dishes in the sink. And I’m leaving the bathroom door open (better ventilation).

I watched back to back episodes of Say Yes to the Dress. I explored a new city and museum at my own pace — no waiting for catch ups! I drove the BMer by myself for the first time (yes, for real) and had fun whizzing around the roundabouts. I went shopping for a few home decor pieces and arranged them without anyone else’s opinon. I only had to make up my own mind! 

The most important thing on my to-do alone list is a much needed heart to God talk. I’ve been avoiding this because I know I need to peel off some emotional layers and it’s more productive to do this out loud with tears undammed. I use to pray out loud in the car to and from work, but this doesn’t really work on the bike. Anyway, I desperately need a spiritual checkup and realignment.

A few days of solitude are all I need and I’m about caught up. I’ll be missing the hubby and looking forward to his return any moment now.

Ik leer Nederlands

Translation: I am learning Dutch. Language classes started this week and I’m determined to give it my best shot. Most people agree that there is a certain amount of futility in this quest, because pronunciation will always be critiqued (or it will just never be correct) and attempts to speak Nederlands will typically transition into English. I doubt that I will ever be able to converse in Dutch beyond a phrase here and a phrase there. That’s fine. I most want to increase my comprehension of the language. I want to be able to read signs and understand more of what I hear spoken around me. I’ve had many awkward situations where someone makes a comment or asks a question to me in Dutch and I have to make a quick decision. Do I smile and nod? Do I say sorry or I don’t understand (in Dutch)? Or do I reply in English and hope they understand me? I’ve responded in all of these ways depending on the situation. 

Scenario 1: A delivery van stops me as I pass on my bike and asks me for directions. I take a second to consider if I know the way (haha fat chance) and then reply “sorry, I don’t know” in English. (I could have said that in Dutch! Oh well, better to reveal all of my ignorance at once.)

Scenario 2: I’m biking along and a kid on a really loud little motor bike passes me. Right after that, a woman on a bike passes me and speaks a few sentences of Dutch. I catch the word “luid” in the first sentence and “verboden” in the second sentence. So given the context and the head shake, I guess that she’s complaining about the loud motor bike and that they shouldn’t be allowed. I respond with an exasperated “ja, ja” commiserating with her. 

Scenario 3: I’m waiting at the bus stop and there are dark clouds rolling in. The woman standing next to me looks at the sky and says something in Dutch. I don’t understand any of it, but I’m pretty sure she’s making a comment about the weather. I give her a knowing smile and nod as I quickly get on the bus. 

Scenario 4: I’m at the bakery and the woman at the counter asks if she can help me in Dutch. I reply with a mixture of Dutch and English, “can I have a loaf of bruin brood?” She responds in English and I breathe a sigh of relief. 

 Dick is eager to help me practice Nederlands, but of course like a true Nederlander he wants to correct my pronunciation. The Belgian guy who works in my building is the same way. I appreciate that my language teacher isn’t concerned with correcting sounds right now and instead is focused on comprehension. She knows that novices have to keep listening and trying. I really like her approach!

summertime at last

We’ve had over two weeks of beautiful summer weather here! There were a few really hot days, but this past week was perfect. Most nights the temps fall into the 50s, so we don’t even need a fan to keep cool. I’ve been able to ride my bike to work 10 week days straight and Dick has been out for several long rides on his road/racing bike (we’re learning to call them racing bikes here). Dick gets a kick out of being able to bike to Belgium or Germany. I need to get my bike tuned up so I can join him on some longer rides. 

Two weeks ago we spent a hot sunny day in Cochem, Germany with my coworkers. One of them lives nearby on a small farm, so we started there with a big breakfast and then hopped a train for a scenic ride. The village is picturesque with amazing views of the Moselle River. We toured the Reichsburg castle and did some wine tasting. The day ended with a decent Mexican meal. We’ve been craving Mexican food, which is hard to find in grocery stores and restaurants. 

Last Sunday, we made a last minute decision to attend a concert at the American cemetery in Margraten. The concert commemorates the liberation of Limburg during WWII. The South Netherlands Philharmonic performed and it was excellent. Over 8000 American soldiers are buried in this cemetery. The average age of these men was 20 and when you read the the names on the crosses, you can’t help but notice that most of the ranks are Pvt. When the national anthem was played, I got a little emotional and felt proud to be an American. That’s not a feeling I’ve had too much lately! One of the musical selections was Copeland’s Appalacian Spring, which also made me feel a little nostalgic for home. 


I love Fridays because I get out of work at 2 pm and the weekend begins! This past Friday was a gorgeous weather day and we decided to do a walking trail just across the Maas River in Belgium (25 min from our house). There are MANY walking trails in BE, NL and DE and it’s a very popular activity. The trail we chose was 10 km, though it seemed longer. It started at a castle and through a lovely tree arbor then picked up a trail past a corn field, along the Maas to some woods around a nice pond, to another field, through Leut village and then another field, past a pink windmill and then through yet another field back to the castle. Nice!


Saturday we met our friends Norm and Tricia and Tricia’s sister in Amsterdam. They had some time to see the city before embarking on a cruise. What fun it was to catch up with old friends in our new context! It was a picture perfect day and perhaps a little atypical for Amsterdam weather. We tried to show them a few of the famous sights and the highlight was a visit to the Anne Frank House. We’ve been unsuccessful obtaining tickets before, so we were excited to finally get in. It’s been many years since I read the Diary of Anne Frank, but it came alive to me during the tour. After lunch along one of the canals, we walked towards the Nieuwmarkt. I didn’t plan to go through the red light district, but it was the most direct route. Ugh, welcome to Amsterdam!

The forecast shows more hot summer weather this week. I’ll take it!

Alsace

Dear Mrs. DeLosh, I made it to France at last and I remembered a little of the French you taught me! It was actually quite useful the first night of our visit to Alsace. Dick had ‘reserved’ a room at a bed and breakfast in Eguisheim. It was apparent from the email exchange that the owner didn’t speak English and it became even more apparent when we arrived and the reservation was nonexistent. “We look forward to our visit” evidently didn’t translate to oui nous voulons vraiment une réservation! After a tense exchange in French and English and review of email messages, the conclusion was that we were without a room. C’est la vie.

We drove into the center of town and quickly found a small hotel. The person in charge at the hotel didn’t speak English either. I was able to request a room in French and with some pointing and written numbers, we were set up with lodging. Whew! We ended up with a nice room and the reasonable rate included a delicious French continental breakfast. We often have croissants at home, but we agreed that the French croissants are way better. And Brie for breakfast? Oh yes!

Since the forecast for Saturday was rainy, we chose to visit Colmar first and go to the Unterlinden Museum. The museum is a collection of art and history of Colmar and Alsace from Medieval and Renaissance times to art from the 18th century forward to the present. It’s a nicely laid out museum and I liked that it had a local focus. It’s located in a former convent so the building itself is a piece of history. We spent the rest of the day doing a self-guided walking tour and wandering through some shops and churches. Voltaire lived in Colmar for awhile and Auguste Bartholdi, creator of the Statue of Liberty, was a native. The city of Colmar is very colorful with pastel half timber houses and LOTS of flowers. It looks almost unreal as if no one actually lives in these houses — kind of like a movie set. When we stopped to listen to the bells of St. Martin, I had a moment where I felt like I was waking from a dream only to realize that it was all real. I was really in France experiencing it all first hand — not from pictures or books! Since we like to try the local specialties when we travel, we finished up our visit with tarte flambé at a cozy restaurant.

Eguisheim is a quaint lovely village in Vin D’Alsace. The main streets are concentric circles with little side streets connecting them. It was voted the most beautiful village in France one year. There are many wineries in this town and the surrounding towns. The entire area around the villages is completely covered with vineyards and some big corn fields. It’s an amazing site. Sunday was a great weather day to walk around Eguisheim and enjoy the sights and tastes. We visited at least six wineries and tasted several wines at each. We learned a lot about the wine varieties in this region during our tastings. Alsace is known for white wines like Pinot Gris, Riesling and Pinot Blanc. We stocked up! 

Side note for my mother: we found the source of Munster cheese! I still don’t like it very much. 🙂

There are several castles in this area, though some are just ruins. You can see them up on the hills all around Alsace. We had a great view of the Trois Chateaux from our hotel room and we also hiked a short trail to see it up close. The biggest castle we saw was Haut Koenignsbourg, which was restored in the early 1900’s by Wilhelm II when Alsace was part of his German empire. We had a great tour guide, who obviously appreciated the unusual history of this castle. The route home was a long, scenic drive through the northern part of Alsace and then through Luxembourg and Belgium. We got a little lost crossing the border from France to Germany to Luxembourg, but we finally hit the right direction! We stopped in Luxembourg City for a quick dinner and made a note to go back for a day trip sometime soon.

make up a title

I don’t know how to sum up this week in one phrase to title this post. I’ll start with Saturday, the best day. We met up with Dick’s cousin Els and husband Franz at Tante Nel’s apartment in Delft to help move some of her furniture to a new residence. It was great to see them again and do something helpful for Nel at the same time. I’m glad that we had been able to visit Nel in her apartment two years ago and have some good memories of that visit. She now needs care and cannot live on her own. The new residence is lovely and we all hope she is at peace there. We were able to visit her later in the afternoon and she was in good spirits. Cousin Gera and her husband Lee were there as well and we had the opportunity to get to know them a little. We’re happy to be able to connect with family and look forward to meeting more family members during our time here. After the visit, we walked into the Grote Markt for dinner. The weather was sunny and pleasant!

I kinda had a melt down on Sunday. Sigh. Emotional stuff had been building up and I couldn’t contain it any longer. As is often the case, I could have handled this more constructively by praying or journaling instead of losing it. Thank God I have a patient and forebearing husband! Every time I’ve made a major move, I’ve had a identity crisis of sorts. This is actually a common phenomenon (thanks to Moving On After Moving In book and support group from my last move for that reality check!) and I know I’ll get past it. It’s confusing to feel discombobulated when life is actually quite good. I guess it’s a matter of orienting myself to who I am in this environment and set of circumstances. For instance: I’m an American, I speak English (not Dutch or German or French), I’m an archivist, I’m a civilian, I have a husband, I’m not well travelled, I’m not very direct.

My good friend lost her mother this week and I’m not there to comfort her. If I were in Boston, I wouldn’t hesitate to make a trip to central NY. The distance from NL to US became very real and insurmountable. It takes extra effort to stay in contact and I feel like I’ve failed her during this entire ordeal. I didn’t take the initiative. I was consumed with the relocation and getting settled . . . and then there’s the time difference. I was informed of her mother’s death through a third party group email and that was bewildering. 

It’s been another wet week here — and a bit chilly. If you’re tired of hot dry weather, come on over. It will feel refreshing! We’re not complaining; it just seems a bit off for August weather. I haven’t been able to bike to work, which is a bummer. The weekend forecast is looking good — perhaps summer is not over yet. We have the next three weekends planned out and I’m excited to do some more traveling. Stay tuned for reports!

the invasion of household goods

Our long awaited shipment of “household goods” arrived on Tuesday after an 11 week journey from Boston to Rotterdam to Oirsbeek. Since we rented a furnished house with basic kitchenware and purchased other basic necessities (like towels, pillows and sheets), we didn’t really miss most of our stuff. We had a sense that we would be second guessing decisions we made about what to ship. Ohhhh yes! 

I should start off by reviewing the fact that we got rid of A LOT of stuff before we moved. We took at least six carloads to the Salvation Army, sold a bunch of items on Craigslist, gave items to our kids, neighbors and friends and tossed out junk. We did some good purging. About 75-80% of our remaining household was moved to storage. We decided to ship the contents of the kitchen (minus appliances), winter clothing and gear, camping equipment, bikes, linens, one box of books and one box of pictures. Seems reasonable, right?

Well, I didn’t really think enough about the contents of our kitchen. I thought it would be easier to send it all instead of selecting the kitchenware that we absolutely needed. The problem with that notion is that I really only postponed the selection. I didn’t consider the probability of moving this stuff  into a smaller kitchen. Having to do the weeding on this end is a royal pain because everything is so nicely wrapped in tons of paper. You can’t really tell what the item is without unwrapping it! We also didn’t anticipate that we would be using an induction stove and that most of our pots and pans do not work on that surface. At first I was overwhelmed and then I got angry at my own foolishness. We ended up repacking three boxes to store in the garage. I guess if we ever need that one dish for that certain use, we can dig it out when the occasion arises! 

Then there is the other extraneous stuff that we will be storing. Dick decided to ship our cross country skis and according to the locals, we will have to go to Germany to find enough snow to use them (and our winter boots). Two large area rugs came over and one of them is too big to use in any room in our house. We won’t use half of our linens because bed sizes are different and duvets were provided with the house. The baker’s rack doesn’t fit anywhere in the house and serves no purpose anyway.

On the postive side, we are happy to have our tableware, plates, cooking utensils that we’ve been doing without (veggie peeler!) and proper wine glasses. I think we can finally feel comfortable entertaining.  I’m glad that I have pictures of my kids to look at and our Bose audio system to play music. We can play games and do puzzles now. Dick has his longed for raincoat and tool box. Our road bikes will allow us to do longer rides on the weekends.

One of the goals of this adventure was too live more simply. We’ve been doing that and it’s been good. The invasion of our unnecessary stuff allowed us to reflect on what we really need . . . and want. I anticipated that we would be inundated with the excess when we returned to the States. I think it’s helpful that we’ve already been confronted with it here. I hope we can choose to live with less on a permanent basis!

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