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Fiesta, Family and Fun
Recounting our trip home (April 21 – May 2) may take more than a post, so bear with me. I’ll do my best not to ramble!
On April 21st, we woke up unaware that we would end the day in Texas. I got ready for work and went to my office, where I began my morning routine of checking emails and working on expense reports. At 9:30, John called me and said our travel agent had booked us a flight (on a different airline, so it wasn’t an even trade. C’est la vie.) at 1:10 THAT day. Holy moly. I wrapped up what I was doing, put up an out of office message and ran out the door. John took Beni to our neighbors’ place, I finished packing, watered our plants (and prayed they didn’t die…of our indoor plants, all but 3 tomato bushes died, ugh) and off we went. We were in the car a minute or so before 10. That’s right, it only took 30 minutes for us to go from at work to packed and in the car leaving for an international flight. It’s a good thing it didn’t take us any longer, because the airport is an hour from our house, and people are supposed to check in at least 3 hours in advance for an international flight. We left our apartment 3 hours and 10 minutes before our flight was scheduled to take off.
We hit two traffic jams on the Autobahn but still made it to a parking garage and were parked and running into the terminal at a minute or two before 11. We had a bit of a scare when we got into the parking garage, though. Each row has either a red or green light. When you get to a green light, you take your parking ticket and go through the gate to park. The aisle we chose only had one spot and the people on either side of it had taken their half out of the middle. There’s no way we were going to fit. We started to panic, because that meant we would have to drive all the way out of the garage and back in again. On our way out, we saw a spot on the end of an aisle and snagged it.
During our run into and through the terminal, I discovered that I really need to work out more. I was coughing so bad and had absolutely no moisture in my mouth. Yikes. That was definitely not my proudest moment. Anyway, the airport was a madhouse. Frankfurt had just started operating flights the previous night and I believe the airport was still only operating with one small portion of its gates. We managed to get checked in at one of those self-service check in kiosks, but then we had to stand in the paralyzed baggage check line. After about 20-25 minutes of not moving in line, I noticed a woman with a badge walking up to our area and I whispered to John to stare at her. She pulled 6 or so people out of line, including us, and directed us to follow her. She took us to another part of the terminal where we were able to drop our bags off within 2-3 minutes and head on to security. We got to the gate about 20 minutes prior to boarding. Imagine that! Still, considered how hectic the past couple hours had been, I don’t think I really calmed down and internalized that we were finally getting to go home for our visit until we landed in Dulles.
After a long flight from DC, we arrive in San Antonio and made our way to John’s dad’s house where we immediately headed to bed. The next day, we did our best to get around and say hi to everyone. We even got to go see my mom in her office at one of the two schools she works at. She’s retiring at the end of this year, so I’m glad we got to do that. (She changes schools every year to every couple of years and I hadn’t seen her place at this new school.) That evening, John and I headed down to A Night in Old San Antonio, or simply NIOSA. NIOSA is a part of Fiesta and celebrates different cultural backgrounds commonly found in Texas with different sections of food and entertainment. I used to think the German pavilion was just so so, but honestly, I think it was my favorite part this year! Oh, I almost forgot – when we got out of our car to head to NIOSA and took our first big breath of downtown San Antonio air, John said “downtown San Antonio smells like a giant fajita.” Best quote of the trip.
Friday was spent at the dentist (no cavities!…a difference of opinion from the military dentists who thought I had something like 6. BS! Ahem, pardon me.) and attending the Battle of Flowers Parade, which is such a big deal in San Antonio that kids have the day off from school, with John’s dad and family. It was hot that day, and by hot I mean hot. It was about 94 degrees at parade time, and we were sitting on the asphalt, which means it was more like 104-110 where we were sitting. We made it through about an hour and a half to two hours before John and I had to leave. While waiting for my dad to pick us up, a police officer approached us and said, “y’all aren’t from around here are ya?” Oh wow. We just have looked really pathetic. We explained to him that we’re from Texas but have been living in Germany the past few years and were just in San Antonio visiting. He hurried to his car and offered us some cold water bottles. They were heavenly, and I love the hospitality and warmth of Texans.
After the parade, we enjoyed delicious hamburgers at Chris Madrid’s with John’s family. That evening, we had a large family dinner (his side) at his dad’s house. Saturday was a full day with my family. My sister and Emma (my niece) had flown in to see us, and we wanted to take full advantage of the time we would have together. We arrived at my parents’ house early for breakfast with everyone. From there, we headed to the soccer fields to watch Will’s (my nephew) soccer game. It was so fun to watch the kids run around. They’re so cute! After the game, we hit up EZ’s for lunch and Red Mango for dessert. Oh.my.gosh. I love Red Mango, and I wish I could have taken it with us back to Germany. I miss it already! Apparently they have locations all over Asia, South Africa and the US…why not Europe? Please?
Saturday evening, we enjoyed dinner at Alamo Cafe before heading to the Fiesta Flambeau Parade, which is the nation’s largest night parade. Emma had never seen a big parade before, and I think she really liked it. She took turns sitting on Stephanie, Andrew and John’s shoulders and enjoyed pulling their hair while seated on their shoulders. It sounds painful, but it was actually incredibly cute. The parade definitely earns the title of the largest night parade. We watched until about 10 when we headed home, and I believe it continued another hour after that!
The next day, we got up early and were out the door on our way to Austin just before 7 am. John’s younger sister Sarah couldn’t join us for weekend family fun, because she had a formal and work, so we hung out with her in her few hours of spare time before work at noon on Sunday. We picked her up, breakfast tacos and coffee in hand and took her to our church (Austin Stone). It was so great to be back there, and I cannot wait until we can go weekly again. After church, we had lunch, dropped Sarah off, drove to see the site where our church is building a campus and nonprofit center, and then met up with Stephen and Chelsea for some coffee. We were both on our way out of town, and it was great to get to catch them for a few minutes and catch up. After saying our goodbyes, we headed back to San Antonio for the last half hour of John’s little brother’s soccer game and then were on to lunch part deux with his family. From there, we saw my family and then had dinner with John’s mom, Marcus, Luke and Emily.
Phew! That gets us caught up through the end of Sunday, April 25th. I’ll leave the rest for tomorrow. There’s no way I’ll be able to post any quick takes when I have so much to recount. I also have a great selection of fun photos from the trip to share. Bis spaeter!
4 comments May 6, 2010
Volcanic Ash: Not a Big Black Cloud
I was hoping that this would be a blog-free week. My stomach would be full of Tex-Mex all week long, and John and I would be spending great time together with our family. Since we’re stuck here for the time being, we’re both back at work and trying not to go crazy over the anticipation and uncertainty of everything.
I would be lying if I said I hadn’t cried a couple short cries out of frustration over the situation. It’s incredibly hard to be living abroad and be looking forward to a trip home for the past eight months, to pack and make it to the airport, only to find out that the last flight out of the airport is at 10 AM and you’re not scheduled until 10:55 AM. We have thought of all the other alternatives, but in order to fly out of Italy or Spain, we would have to cancel our ticket, buy a new ticket, buy a train ticket for each of us, ride 24 hours just to get to the airport and hope the airport there doesn’t get closed due to the ash cloud. It’s not worth it. Then again, sitting here going stir crazy isn’t really good for our sanity either.
On Saturday, we were worried that this could turn into a more long-term sort of thing. In preparation, we went to the commissary and bought a bunch of American goods that we can’t get on the German economy…just in case. If they can’t fly in our food, the commissary and PX are going to start seeing shortages very soon. In addition to food/household supply issues, we currently can’t get or send mail since they can’t get aircraft in or out of Frankfurt.
Perhaps the worst thing out of all of this (for us) is the feeling that we’re trapped. For the past 2-3 years, we have gone about our lives knowing in the back of our mind that if anything happened and we needed to get home, we could hop on a plane and be there. Now, it would be a 2-3 day trip to get home and would likely cost us thousands of dollars (not that it doesn’t already cost us $2000 or so each time we fly home).
There are much worse situations in all of this, of course. I feel bad for the troops that are supposed to rotate out of Iraq and Afghanistan but can’t because their replacements are stuck in Europe trying to get downrange.
I don’t know how the US media is portraying the situation over here. We have access to the news but have preferred to stay glued to Twitter updates from various professional accounts in order to stay updated on the situation. I just want everyone to understand that we don’t see any dust or ash cloud. In fact, we have been having the clearest, most beautiful days we have seen in months. On Saturday, John and I went for a walk through the Schwetzingen Schlossgarten and I snapped some photos on my iPhone. Perhaps these will put our frustration over an invisible ash cloud into perspective:
I took several more (all from my iPhone thanks to my lack of foresight to charge my camera battery) and will post them soon.
3 comments April 19, 2010
They Call You Lady Luck
I’ve never considered myself as someone who is particularly lucky. Heck, prior to this month I had never won anything other than a free kids meal at my favorite restaurant. I used to win those free meals all the time, and when I found out every kid who enters that drawing wins, I was crushed.
With that in mind, get this…
I won a drawing at work (company-wide) a couple weeks ago. There were literally thousands of entries. How cool is that?
Speaking of work (which I don’t do often on here), I mentioned in my Seven Quick Takes post last week that I am getting the opportunity to travel for work. I never thought that my position would involve travel, and technically, it doesn’t. However, we are undergoing some restructuring and the company wants to send me back to the States for training. Last Tuesday (a week ago), I was told to prepare for a business trip to the DC-area January 26-28, which would put me as traveling January 25-29. Due to travel costs, I’m actually going to leave on Saturday. Wow!
John also found a way to come along, and he’s currently somewhere over the Atlantic on his way to DC. I can’t wait to see him (and the US) on Saturday night! That being said, I’m have an irrational fear of flying, so I’m not actually looking forward to the flying part. Too bad that takes up about 13 hours of getting there (not including airport time). Anyone have any tips to calm my fears? I’ve flown a lot, and sometimes I don’t get too worked up, but this time around, I’m pretty freaked out.
11 comments January 21, 2010
101 in 1001: End of 2009 Update
As 2009 winds down, I realized that I haven’t updated on our progress on our 101 in 1001. It’s only been a month and a half, and we’ve made a bit of progress. Hurray!
1. Go to Spain.
Scheduled for this summer in conjunction with our cruise! (see #2)
2. Go on a cruise.
Scheduled for this summer!
5. Sarah: Try at least 1 new recipe every month.
- 11/2009: Caramel Coconut Pie
- 12/2009: Three Chip English Toffee and Chocolate Peanut Butter Pretzels (2!)
11. Train for a sprint distance triathlon.
We recently swam a half mile without stopping. We intended to try for 400m (a quarter mile), but I was feeling really good that day and just kept going. We haven’t gotten to get to the gym or pool lately since we were hosting my family for 2 weeks, but we’ll be back at it in the new year…along with everyone else who resolved to work out more in the new year. I really don’t like how crowded gyms get in January!
20. John: Get rid of my BlackBerry.
Yesterday, John’s Blackberry was taken away to be given to one of the higher-ranking soldiers in John’s office. Mission accomplished!
22. Try a new cheese once a month for a year. (1/12)
- 11/2009 We tried Jurassic from the Jura mountains in France, and we didn’t like it. Oh well!
- 12/2009 We tried a Wein Kase (wine cheese). By tried, I mean we bought it and it stunk up our fridge and house. We threw it out without trying it. Lame, I know. We also had cheese fondue this month, which was new. It wasn’t as classy as our stinky cheese, but it still counts.
23. Update the look of our blog.
Completed 11/22/2009
30. Sarah: Learn how to knit (I can only do one basic stitch.)
As of 12/10, I can also purl!
On Christmas Day, my mom received a hand knit scarf from “Santa.” I’m now working on a duplicate of the first scarf for myself. Pictures to come when I finish it.
33. Sarah: Take my vitamin every day for a month.
After several failed attempts, I’m on the bandwagon again. I think my longest streak was 20-21 days. So close!
37. Find the International Space Station in the night sky!
Two weeks ago, I was walking Béni about an hour before sunrise and was staring at the dark early morning sky. I saw a bright light moving quickly across the sky and thought it was certainly bright enough to be the International Space Station. I hurried inside and checked the NASA app I have on my iPhone, which can track the ISS. Sadly, the ISS was over the South Pacific right then, so it was not the ISS. I was disappointed!
46. Have fresh flowers on our kitchen table 3 times. (0/3)
This probably doesn’t count, but we bought 2 poinsettia this month to help our home be a little more festive. I’m not going to count it toward our 3 count here, but nevertheless, I thought I’d mention it!
4 comments December 30, 2009
Riiiiiicola
Last Labor Day weekend, we went to Baden Baden, Germany. This year, we didn’t have quite the same amount of funds due to a number of large expenses lately, so we were looking for a cheap getaway. What did we decided on?
Camping.
Yes, camping. The same activity that brought about second degree burns on my hand the only other time that I have participated. However, I think I learned my lesson and will never touch the top of a butane-fueled lantern ever again. Besides, we got an electric lantern this time around.
We also got to check another country off our list of places visited – we camped in Lauterbrunnen, Switzerland. Switzerland is probably the most beautiful country I have ever seen, and the Lauterbrunnen/Interlaken/Grindelwald area is absolutely breathtaking.
John had Friday off, so he took the day to prepare for our trip and Saturday morning, we were able to head out around 9 AM. It was about a 4 hour drive, but we turned it into about a 5 hour trip due to stops. Once we got there, we ate some lunch at the little cantina. Yes, the campsite had a cantina. It wasn’t your typical campsite. Then again, I don’t know typical. I have only been camping once. Still, I think this campsite was atypical. There were SMALL cabins to stay in, especially if you visited in the winter. Also, the campsites were incredibly close together — think suburbia campsites.
Earlier in the day, a half marathon had taken place in and around the campsite, and later that evening, there was going to be a festival for the runners about a 10-15 minute walk away from our site. That later proved to be an annoying part of our trip, but it didn’t ruin our stay by any means.
Once we got checked in to our site, we set up and then went for a short walk. There were 2 waterfalls within eyesight of where we had set up. Cool, huh? After our walk, John cooked dinner (burgers), and then we got ready for bed. It was cold outside, and we were tired from the day, so we had no problem getting into bed a little before 8 PM. Unfortunately, the noise started shortly thereafter. The festival’s live music began and wasn’t scheduled to be over until 3 AM. Loud loud music blared through the valley and made it difficult to sleep. Making matters worse, we were near the entrance, which was bad because cars would drive into the site and shine their headlights directly at our tent and into my face. Ew.
Finally, I fell asleep, but it didn’t last long. I woke up in the middle of the night and was freezing. The temperatures were supposed to be around 35, and I have no doubt that’s accurate. I couldn’t get my sleeping bag zipped up right, so I figured it was broken and settled for trying to sleep with my hands grasping the edges and holding them closed. It was very very cold. Eventually, I figured out there was an outside zipper I could use, and even though the inner layer wouldn’t zip up, at least the outer layer would. I was much more comfortable after that! In the morning, when I told John about all this, he showed me that the zipper zips both from the top and the bottom, and I just messed everything up in the dark at night. The zipper did work after all. Oops.
Waking up in the morning was brutal because I was both tired and cold, which is a pretty undesirable combination. A hot shower plus yummy blueberry pancakes and hot coffee made by John helped make my morning much more enjoyable, though. Once we were ready to get going for the day, we decided to go on a hike. It was just before 10 AM, and we set off in the direction of several snow-capped mountains off in the distance. Two hours and several miles later, we still hadn’t reached them and decided we were better off turning back toward our campsite to get some lunch. Altogether, we hiked for 3 hours! (The hike back was much quicker – we didn’t stop to look at things nearly as much.)
We sure did stop for a lot on the way there…let’s see, there were cows, beautiful flowers we hadn’t seen before, gorgeous waterfalls, paragliders and base jumpers. In flight suits. Yes, you heard me right. I said base jumpers, as in those people who jump off cliffs and free fall dangerously low until they finally open their parachute. Luckily, I got photos and videos of this. The photos are posted below. I will prepare another post with the videos…
And as for the cows, we discovered that Béni either hates or is terrified by cows. He barked at them quite a bit and even ran away from them once after barking exceptionally loud. I couldn’t help but think he was “living dangerously” and thought he must have barked too loud and the cow would certainly chase him. He’s such a sweet dog!
So once we got back to our campsite after the hike, we were overjoyed to sit down. Both of us hand semi-numb legs. That’s sad, isn’t it? Oh well. We enjoyed our lunch and decided on our plans for the afternoon. We didn’t want to spend much – if any – money, so we decided to drive to Grindelwald, a town only about 15-20 minutes away. I’m really glad we decided on this for our afternoon; the city was gorgeous. Many of the buildings had red/pink flowers in their window boxes. There were so many windows like this that it was magical! Adding to the atmosphere, there were about 15 paragliders in the sky over the town (pun intended).
We headed back to our campsite with the intention of pan-frying some chicken for dinner; however, we ultimately gave up on cooking. Our propane-fueled stove wasn’t cutting it. We went to the campsite’s little cantina and had fondue and Rösti. The fondue was very tasty, but by the end, I was done with cheese. The Rösti was equally as delicious, but also pretty rich so we didn’t finish it. For those of you who aren’t familiar with Rösti, it’s a traditional Swiss food – think hashbrown-type potatoes with various toppings. We got ours “Lauterbrunnen style,” and it came with onions, bacon, Swiss cheese and a fried egg on top. Yum!
I almost forgot to mention – it seems like everyone who worked at the campsite was Australian. I loved their accents! Another thing to love? The US dollar (USD) to Swiss Franc (CHF) exchange rate. It’s nearly equal, but the dollar is slightly stronger. It made things seem a bit cheaper than when we’re in Germany. Hurray!
After dinner, I went in search of the perfect marshmallow skewer sticks while John set up our stove, and then we made s’mores. I thought I would maybe lose a little weight while camping, but the way we were eating, I was lucky to stay even on the scale!
Once the s’mores were put away, we were planning on getting ready for bed and playing some multi-player solitaire. I learned this way of playing the game from John’s grandmother, and I’m hooked! Unfortunately, we never got to play a game…
John suddenly worried that we had not turned off our air conditioner. That’s not typically a problem if you have central air, but we don’t. We just have a portable AC unit, which drains water into a little container. We have to empty it a couple times a day. We started worrying that our apartment was covered in water, ruining our floors and furniture, so we tore down our site and packed up the car in 30 minutes (aka crazy fast) and drove straight home. We got back right at midnight and were relieved to discovered the AC was, in fact, off.
Sidenote: When we were driving by the Thuner See, just west of Interlaken, we saw the most gorgeous sunset either of us has ever seen. The sun was setting behind the mountains on the opposite side of the lake, and so the mountains were backlit, everything was reflected in the water, and the colors in the sky were gorgeous. I wish I had a picture!!
So, there you have it. Our Labor Day weekend travel extravaganza!

11 comments September 10, 2009
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
San Antonio was next on our itinerary. San Antonio meant family, friends, hot weather and lots and lots of Tex-Mex. Oh my goodness, the weather was so hot. I knew they were having a really hot, dry summer, but I wasn’t prepared to face the hot triple-digit temperatures that I had missed for 15 months. Yuck! Mid to upper 80s are much better summer weather. Thank you, Germany.
As for the food, I never thought it was possible to eat too much Tex-Mex until this trip. John and I discovered this is entirely possible. We are still eating bland food, and we’ve been back for a week! It was completely worth it, though. I wish I had written down all the places we ate, but I didn’t, so hopefully my list from memory will suffice (this list includes Austin places too):
- Alamo Cafe (3 times, one was just for drinks and chips & salsa, though)
- Paloma Blanca
- Las Palapas
- some Tex-Mex place out 1604 east of 281…I can’t recall the name
- Casa Rio
- Iron Cactus
- Chuy’s
- Trudy’s
- Curra’s
- Rudy’s
- Longhorn Cafe (I think that’s the name, it’s a burger place)
- Kerbey Lane
I think that’s it. And FYI, all of those are Tex-Mex places except the last 3. Wow! Now, of course, I’m incredibly hungry. Surprisingly, however, I still don’t think I want any Tex-Mex, but chips and salsa wouldn’t be too bad about now.
From my list, it looks like all we did was eat, and that’s pretty much true. We ate and ate and visited with family and friends. We also had a long day of shopping and were able to fill out John’s wardrobe a bit, and I was able to finally find some khaki pants I like (thank you, Banana Republic).
Also while in San Antonio, we got the news that Catherine, John’s older sister, had her baby. That made us extra excited to have the ability to fly up there on the 18th to visit and help out the new parents.
There are a few other things to share about San Antonio, but I can’t just yet. I’m sure the suspense is killing you…

9 comments August 28, 2009




