November 30, 2007
Katie's class put on a performance of "The Little Red Hen". Katie was the narrator (since she is one fo the few that knows how to read...we are proud!) and did a fantastic job!




We walked back through the Hofburg gardens, past the Spanish Riding School (where the Lipizzaner Horses train and perform). It was in front of this (in the covered passage) that we past by a street artist performing on an electric violin Sting's "Fields of Gold". It was so enchanting and the acoustics were so wonderful we couldn't help but purchase his CD...here's a link to the Electric Violin version of the song....












We took a trip back to the U.S. as a family for the first time since we moved over here (not counting the trip back for Kara's wedding 3 weeks after our initial move 17 months ago). I'd been back once by myself, and Heather once by herself, but after that last horrendous plane ride, we vowed we would never travel with the girls unless we were moving home and were forced to. We finally decided to go back to visit family, so we planned a trip, albeit with much trepidation. To our great surprise and delight, the girls were FABULOUS on the trip there, throughout our visit (despite the jetlag), and great on the return flight as well.
We then drove to Wisconsin (with a quick stop over in Champaign) to spend a few days with my family in Wisconsin Dells. The girls had a great time with all of their Stucki cousins at the Kalahari resort and indoor water park (Katie started swimming by herself), which was part of the hotel where we stayed, so it was very fun and convenient at the same time. We also took a brief tour of the DUCKS, a WWII military land/water vehicle that randomly has become a tourist attraction in Wisonsin Dells. Katie and
Ashley even got a chance to "drive" it.
Before we left for the airport we stopped off at Grant Park. Heather and I got engaged there a little over seven years ago and had not been back since, so we spent a few minutes showing Katie and Ashley. It brought back very good memories. It seems like forever ago, considering everything we have done over the last seven years, but at the same time seems like just yesterday. Strange how that works.We flew home through Brussels where we had a 14 hour layover (yeah, we knew that going into it, but probably should have spent a little more time trying to work around this and find an alternative!). We arrived even an hour earlier (5:30 AM) since it was daylight savings time for
Europe (what a WASTE of an extra hour of sleep!). Heather was miserable and neither of us could fathom spending even 14 hours around Brussels on the little sleep we had gotten on the plane (despite the fact that the girls did travel well again), so we went into the city, found a hotel room for the day, and went to sleep. Probably not the wisest thing to do to get over jetlag (I had to be at work the next morning), but we were exhausted and it was a valid way to pass the time at that point. We slept for six hours then woke up and walked around Brussels (which has a wonderful city center, so we need to go back and enjoy it appropriately). We visited the most famous statue in Brussels, of a little boy urinating into a fountain, appropriately called Manneken Pis. Legend has it that this two year old was the lord of some group of people and in 1142 the troops of this lord put him in a basket and hung it from a tree, to encourage them. From there he urinated on the opposing forces, who eventually lost the battle.After spending a few hours touring the city we headed back to the Airport for a relatively easy flight back to Budapest. We BARELY fit the eight pieces of luggage plus carry-ons and a new booster seat we bought in the US into the Volvo wagon, but we did it and made it home just before midnight.It was a good trip and our fears of the worst part being the travel were, fortunately, not that justified.



