We suited up in our Bavarian Trachtenmode and headed to Munich for the last weekend of Oktoberfest. The train the crowded, the walk was long, and the beer was, well, we wouldn’t know, because, we couldn’t find a seat to have beer, but it was all worth it because we met our dear friends, Sacha and Aigulle. Oh, and Rainier got to ride a pony!
We headed back to the Netherlands for René’s birthday, but not before a quick stop in Bonn for a research colloquium.
We just happened to be in Bonn at the same time as the new BUKA selection meeting, so Rainier and I recorded a little advice for the new fellows bringing kids to Germany.
Rainier had fun with a little indoor Easter egg hunt.
On Mardi Gras day 2017, we were in Passau, far from the parades and costumes in New Orleans, when a special package arrived from Uncle Ken at the Idea Factory.
We named him Rex and he smelled of wood and fresh king cake.
The first leg of “Granny and Jacques Come to Europe” began in London. Despite us all arriving on different flights at different airports and at different times, we defeated the challenges of no cell phone service, flight delays, and shuttle mishaps and ended our long long days with a spot of tea at our Peckham Airbnb.
Christmas eve 2016: everyone in the family is throwing up. (Rainier and his posse at the krippe passed around some horrible stomach virus)
Christmas 2016: I’m frantically cleaning the house before our Dec. 26 departure to meet Granny and Paran in London. (I will disclose here that they both still ended up catching the damn virus)
We did manage to throw together a little Christmas magic for Rainier.