Hurray! The family leaves for Paris on the 12:56 train Wednesday afternoon. Four hours later, we’ll all be in gay Paris (well, its Gare du Nord to be precise).
It’s going to be fun to go exploring the French capital. Peter, an old Google colleague of mine, has given us some good tips for places to go and things to do and it looks like the weather is going to be mostly good, too. That’s handy, since we still have almost no clothes to choose from. Everything is still underway from the States.
In other news, I took the Greenwheels car down to Prénatal today and purchased a pen (called a box in Dutch) for the tiny tyrant.
It turned out to be a bastardly awkward thing to put together, with inhuman amounts of torque required to screw in the screws for the casters. Then, a couple of the hexagonal screws were recessed, which meant that the allen key was fiddly to insert and then could only manage a quarter of a turn on each insertion.
Anyway, I got there in the end and Wiesje now has a place to lie down in our living room. Hopefully, she’ll be patient enough to use it. I put a mobile on the side to draw her attention, but she’s always been more one for the human touch than for mechanical interaction.
The little one has just turned four months old. She gets more beautiful with each passing day and I feel myself loving her more and more over time, which always surprises me, because I already love her so much that more simply doesn’t seem possible. I suppose this is Mother Nature’s clever bonding process.
We’ll be back from Paris Sunday evening. I don’t think I’ll bring this laptop with me, so this may be my last posting until then. Hopefully, Wiesje will travel well on the train. We’re treating ourselves to first class, which I’m looking forward to experiencing. It’s actually the first time I’ve ever travelled first class on a train, so I’m feeling a little decadent.