Here is a picture from this weekend of camping. Thought you might enjoy it.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Monday, August 27, 2007
Sorry to interupt this regularly published blog (cough cough, I promise I will get better at it), but I thought that I tell about the adventure we had this weekend. We took Z camping for the very first time and the second time for N. It was a place in Enköping Sweden where M grew up. She has been wanting to take me there since I moved here, but this was the first time. We went with my brother in law and his girlfriend.
On the Texas adventure (which I will finish writing sooner...or later), we bought a new tent. Our small camping tent was a little small for the four of us. So we got a four person tent. It is huge. I think our entire flat could fit in there. Which is fine, not like we are going to be hiking with it (22lbs). The problem was that it was about 35 mile winds as we were putting it up for the first time. The wind was blowing so strong that the tent was actually flat. We managed to get it up, barely. Of course, then the wind stopped. Murphy's law.
Both girls loved the tent, especially N. Z loved the sleeping bag. They shared with us, but they are going to get their own for Christmas, yes we have already bought them.
If you want to read more, then you can read more on the American Dad blog site. The address is located on the side!
On the Texas adventure (which I will finish writing sooner...or later), we bought a new tent. Our small camping tent was a little small for the four of us. So we got a four person tent. It is huge. I think our entire flat could fit in there. Which is fine, not like we are going to be hiking with it (22lbs). The problem was that it was about 35 mile winds as we were putting it up for the first time. The wind was blowing so strong that the tent was actually flat. We managed to get it up, barely. Of course, then the wind stopped. Murphy's law.
Both girls loved the tent, especially N. Z loved the sleeping bag. They shared with us, but they are going to get their own for Christmas, yes we have already bought them.
If you want to read more, then you can read more on the American Dad blog site. The address is located on the side!
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
Travel To Texas
I would love to say that the travel to Texas was smooth as can be, but I would be lying. I can say that the travel to the airport went smoothly. The long term parking worked great. In fact, better then expected. Check-in to the flight was fine. We managed to get the bulkhead seats to Philadelphia, always nice. The plane looked as though it was going to leave on time, they even asked for all people traveling in first class or people traveling with children to line up. Which we of course all did (giving up our seats). Then we continued to stand in line for the next 2 hours and 30 minutes. It was miserable! Can you imagine standing in line with two kids under the age of two for that long- through lunch time and through nap time? They finally brought out a snack at the very same time that they started to board. So we did not even get one. Once on, the flight went well, meaning no real problems. N wanted to roam around and Z wanted to be walked around, so neither of us got to sit pretty much at all during the flight.
Since we left 2 hours and 30 minutes late, of course we arrived late. The ironic part is that we paid extra to have a shorter layover in Philadelphia- 1 hour and 45 minutes. Add to the problems that I got called in for an extra security check (I think that the first security guy was having a bad day), and that we were switching airlines, the chances that we were going to make our flight was slim to none. The American Airlines flight was several hours late, so the wonderful girl ran us through security and we were the very last people to sit on the plane. We literally had to run to get onto the plane before the doors closed. The girls slept the entire way there. When we finally arrived at DFW (3 hours late), we had to circle over and over because of bad weather. Finally we were given a window to land and a bumpy landing it was.
Out to the baggage carousel we go, knowing that our bags would be there waiting and my parents there with a big smile on their faces. Neither of them happened. We know our bags were not going to make it on the flight, though the guys at American did not want to help until they were sure. The parents read the arrival board and it said that we were going to be landing in 15 minutes.
In the end, after only 24 hours of traveling, we arrived at the parent’s house.
I would love to say that the travel to Texas was smooth as can be, but I would be lying. I can say that the travel to the airport went smoothly. The long term parking worked great. In fact, better then expected. Check-in to the flight was fine. We managed to get the bulkhead seats to Philadelphia, always nice. The plane looked as though it was going to leave on time, they even asked for all people traveling in first class or people traveling with children to line up. Which we of course all did (giving up our seats). Then we continued to stand in line for the next 2 hours and 30 minutes. It was miserable! Can you imagine standing in line with two kids under the age of two for that long- through lunch time and through nap time? They finally brought out a snack at the very same time that they started to board. So we did not even get one. Once on, the flight went well, meaning no real problems. N wanted to roam around and Z wanted to be walked around, so neither of us got to sit pretty much at all during the flight.
Since we left 2 hours and 30 minutes late, of course we arrived late. The ironic part is that we paid extra to have a shorter layover in Philadelphia- 1 hour and 45 minutes. Add to the problems that I got called in for an extra security check (I think that the first security guy was having a bad day), and that we were switching airlines, the chances that we were going to make our flight was slim to none. The American Airlines flight was several hours late, so the wonderful girl ran us through security and we were the very last people to sit on the plane. We literally had to run to get onto the plane before the doors closed. The girls slept the entire way there. When we finally arrived at DFW (3 hours late), we had to circle over and over because of bad weather. Finally we were given a window to land and a bumpy landing it was.
Out to the baggage carousel we go, knowing that our bags would be there waiting and my parents there with a big smile on their faces. Neither of them happened. We know our bags were not going to make it on the flight, though the guys at American did not want to help until they were sure. The parents read the arrival board and it said that we were going to be landing in 15 minutes.
In the end, after only 24 hours of traveling, we arrived at the parent’s house.
Sunday, August 05, 2007
Going Home
It is not often that one gets to be a tourist in his or her very own home town. Most of the time we take the town that we live in for granted and just do not do the touristy things. A friend of mine moved to London and he swore that they (him and his wife) would do something every single week and weekend in or around London and of course they did not. It is not an uncommon thing. M and I wrote a list long ago of things that we would like to do in Uppsala. Only ten things are on the list (which was written several years ago), but we have only done one thing off the list.
So this is what I have done. We will be going back to the Texas to show off Z for the first time. We (meaning me) have written an extensive list of things that we need to do (renew license), should do (clean out all of my crap) and things we would like to do (things to see, places to go, food to eat). We are going to be tourists in a familiar place.
Important thing to note, some items on the list are there not because I think that we actually have a chance at doing them (Big Bend National Park), but because eventually we would like to do them.
It is not often that one gets to be a tourist in his or her very own home town. Most of the time we take the town that we live in for granted and just do not do the touristy things. A friend of mine moved to London and he swore that they (him and his wife) would do something every single week and weekend in or around London and of course they did not. It is not an uncommon thing. M and I wrote a list long ago of things that we would like to do in Uppsala. Only ten things are on the list (which was written several years ago), but we have only done one thing off the list.
So this is what I have done. We will be going back to the Texas to show off Z for the first time. We (meaning me) have written an extensive list of things that we need to do (renew license), should do (clean out all of my crap) and things we would like to do (things to see, places to go, food to eat). We are going to be tourists in a familiar place.
Important thing to note, some items on the list are there not because I think that we actually have a chance at doing them (Big Bend National Park), but because eventually we would like to do them.
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