Final Friday

Here is the link to my new and improved blog. Click herehttp://carnetofcalifornia.blogspot.com/

Hope you all enjoy it and visit often.

Au revoir,

Jill, Joe and Foxy

The End

The end of one chapter and the begining of another new year. Tomorrow the link to my new blog.

Our boxes waiting to be loaded

Our house with the lift and boxes coming down

The guys loading the container-no we didn't fill the 40 ft, so we could have shopped some more.


movers on the second floor



All gone - just the gorgous marble fire place and the crystal chandlier left- we miss you our belle maison.

Final Dinner

Here are some photos from one of our last dinners out at Vincent's. Sorry they are backwards I'm on Joe's laptop and not sure how to work it.

Foxy sleeping on my lap during dinner - she really misses going to resturants with us.

My dessert - yummy yummy


Joe had muscles

The guys preparing the food

My shrimp in garlic and butter

The walls were coved with tiles

We had a great dinner and enjoyed every second of it.

Party

Hope you all enjoy your New Year's Eve. It is one of my favorite nights. I'm not sharing yet what I have planned for us right now.

Please all be safe if you are going out, and I don't think I need to remind you not to drink and drive.

house

Hello, Just a quick note to say we still do not have a house. Joe is starting to freak out and I will the first or second week of January. keep your finger crossed for us.

Merry Christmas

Hope you all have a great christmas and a very happy new year. My holiday cards are going to be alittle late this year. Oh well!

Hopefully next week I will get my computer and show you my final photos from Belgium.

Driving

Last Sunday I started out on my drive from Minneapolis to LA with my dog and parents.

First stop was Omaha, it was -25 below with the wind chill. It was so cold that foxy would only go a couple steps out of the hotel to do her stuff. I know she was thinking I thought you said we were moving to a warm place mom.

A very quick stop to see Kate and Anne and my parents visited their friends. Then the fun began, the snow was moving into Flagstaff, AZ which was where we were suppose to spend the night but we tried to make it to Phoenix. I say tired because along the way I got a speeding ticket in New Mexico. Yes me who doesn't speed and follows the rules. This was my very first ticket and I got it for going 45 in a 35 zone but I wasn't going 45 maybe 40. My dad was surprised i didn't get a warning but I wasn't going to argue with the man even though he was wrong.

Then 3 hours from Phoenix we ran into snow/sleet/rain on a single lane highway that was pitch black so we decided to spend the night in Sow Low, AZ. In the morning I had to clean my car off because it was covered in snow. Again Foxy was thinking mom you said warm weather.

Ahhh the last day of driving. It started raining after Phoenix and the traffic was terrible with Semi trucks passing and then spray so bad you couldn't see the road. Then in Palm Springs the high way signs were covered with snow so bad that you couldn't even see what they said. Getting closer to LA we saw that highways were closed due to flooding and snow. Once we go to Valencia/Santa Clarita we found out that the #5 highway was closed just after the exit we took because of snow.

In the morning on every local channel they were talking about the snow in the area. Not to mention Las Vegas. All the mountains around us are covered in snow. Even the mountains behind the hollywood sign.

After 4 days on the road we made it safe and sound to California.

Manic Monday

hello everyone,
We all made it safe and sound to CA. Since this was us you know there were minor and major problems.

The movers the first day packed up there van keys - so when we get our stuff we will have to keep an eye out for some keys.

Friday when we got to the airport to leave Brussels to come back to the US we had a major problem... US Airways would not accept Foxy to fly international of course they told us this after we were all checked and our baggage was already sent to the plane. After some couple hours of scrambling and some major stress we got a flight. Foxy & I flew Northwest and Joe took the US Airways flight. It wasn't our fault Joe's company booked it through there corporate travel company. We double check when they made the reservations due to not flying them before - and they said everything was o.k. Not sure why they didn't try and call us or contact the travel agent before we arrived and got checked in for our flight...

Tomorrow the stories of driving across the countries.

Fun Friday

Checking out the stars & house hunting today. 

Thanks for the memories

Merci and Au Revoir Bruxelles. 

Ballet

Saturday night before we left we had tickets to the ballet.  It was the first time for both of us attending a ballet.  It was good but both of us were very tired and the stage lights were so hot we thought we were going to die. 

My ballet outfit.  I could not find the shoes I wanted to wear so I settled for my boots. (only the second time I have worn a dress in Beligum - it was pouring and cold that night and we had to walk a ways back to the car after.  I looked at it this way I will not have to walk in heels on the cobbles again for a long time )  

Soleil

If you can believe this...I bought these in Brussels right before we left in a snow storm.  The man thought I crazy wanting to look at sunglass in a snow storm. I will get a lot of use out of them in LA. 

LAX

Welcome to LAX - I'm driving cross country with my parents to LA and Joe started working today.

California

HERE WE COME! 

We are packed up today and heading out but please check back I have posts going for a good 2 weeks (at least till I get a computer and I will let you know the name of my new blog in California)

Music on the street

The organ grinder came to our neighborhood on the 6th of December.  It may be corny but I liked when he came though our hood. 

Goodbye Belgium

Well,

It had to happen eventually.  You all are aware by now that we are departing Belgium tomorrow and ironically this is also my first post to the blog.  As we pack our belongings and I work diligently to finish off the French wine collection that was so carefully assembled over the last 2.5 years, I thought it was necessary to reflect a bit on the adventure.

To a committed type-A control freak, Belgium remains a bit of a wonderful conundrum even after two-plus years.  I have learned to accept a few degrees additional randomness in my life whether it is the ever changing weather, sudden closing of a store due to "holidays", my total ignorance of local events or the mysterious police ticket that requires countless visits to the local (and exceedingly friendly) precinct to resolve.  I have no doubt that I will quickly re-acclimate to life in America but also know that I will soon find the occasion to reminisce how it was "done in Belgium".  It is a given that the first time a bubbly American server comes to my restaurant table and introduces themselves as "hi my name is xxxxx and I'll be your server" I will long for a surly Belgian "professional" who demands that I order the absolutely delicious specialty of the night, serves the correct wine for my meal without asking and perfectly times the main course so that it does not arrive on top of the appetizer - all with no expectation for a tip.

It would not be appropriate to leave Belgium without some kind of list.  For those of you who have spent any time here you will recognize the following.  You know when you've been in Belgium too long when ... 

-You always stop your car for traffic from even the tiniest little road from the right.
-You consider breaking the speed limit normal, and honk and flash at people who don't.
-You catch yourself ordering a "Supplement Frites" with every single dish you have in any kind of restaurant.
-You give other foreigners lectures on the difference between fake and real monastery- produced beer.
-You don't drink the last two centilitres of a Westmalle trippel.
-You never wear any colour brighter than dark green. You automatically assume anyone who does is either:
a. Dutch
b. Scandinavian
c. American or
d. Extremely rude
-Just one day without rain even in July and August can make you happy.
-You consider it normal that even the train to and from the airport has announcements in both Dutch and French, but not in English. You don't react when all the foreigners storm out of the train at the announcement of Brussels North when coming from the airport.
-You think it looks nice when the type of pavement tiles in front of each house are different, and you don't mind falling over lopsided tiles occasionally.
-You take dog-shit on the pavement as just another challenge on you daily walks.
-You keep three colours of bin-bags for different kinds of waste, and remember which days to put out which kind of bag on the pavement in front of your house.
-You have given up on any sensible political discussion on the language divide in general and the Brussels Capital Region and the future of Belgium in particular.
-You consider it perfectly normal when the names of towns on road signs change from French to Dutch and vice versa every 5 or 10 kilometres of motorway.
-You have understood that the hassle of monthly visits to the municipality to obtain papers or residence permits is reserved for recently arrived foreigners who move every 6 months, and you therefore don't complain over your own annual visit where you wait in line for an hour or two.

You know what I am talking about!

I am thankful for the opportunity to have worked and lived in Belgium - for the opportunity to experience a new country, a new culture and a new way of looking at life.  I can honestly say that my eyes have been opened a bit wider and that I am better for the opportunity.  That said, I am most thankful for how wonderful Belgium was for Jill.  I will miss the reports of who was met on the daily dog walks (we miss you Max), what European vacation is in the queue, what treasures were acquired on the shopping expedition and what "local" she engaged in another round of CHARADES.

Thank you Belgium and thank you Jill for another wonderful chapter in our life.

Koln treasure

These are my treasure that I got in Koln.  I'm not a big fan of the whole house thing, but for some reason I really like this one.  You are suppose to put incense in the house then it comes out he chimney.  

The little animal I just got cause I loved his tail.  

Have lunch with me

With us traveling and trying to limit the grocery shopping we don't have any food in the house- so I went lunch, wish you were here with me...

Hope this place is o.k. with you for lunch

Hot Chocolate and Water

Tartine (bread) with artichoke paste and prosciutto

Thanks for joining me for lunch. 

friends & food

My friend Rosa had a going away lunch for me last Friday. She made traditional Peruvian food. She also invited some of her other friends. The countries involved in this lunch Peru, Cuba, Nicaragua and Vietnam. I think that when I'm done with this stint I should be a UN ambassador or help Hillary with the Secretary of state job. (congrats Hillary) 

cheese, olives and nuts spread with some kind of brandy drink - yes there was dancing after lunch - not to mention very fast speaking spanish. 

First course - potatoes, lettuce, eggs with a spicy cream sauce. 

Rosa's husband meeting the King

blogger comment

She deleted the post - it is to difficult to tell you where the comment is. Sorry.

Oh my gosh...I have been checking out this girls blog from time to time and I can't believe the comments she had gotten from a question and answer session about her choice of school and her weight (which I can relate too) 

Check it out if you want. Look for the entry on dec 4 click