I’m just starting to remember what day it is, and accepting the time on all these clocks as a possible truth. Nothing went as bad as it could have. Jason took us to the airport and while we were a little emotional, most of the freaking out and being sad about our temporary separation was not new to us, we didn’t feel the need to be dramatic with our last goodbyes, though they were still hard. The flight into Amsterdam, while uneventful, was really long and boring. I spent far too much energy on trying to get my kids to sleep. Kaleb finally dozed off about 90 minutes before landing but Kaylee and I were wide awake, next time I will forego the gravol and just not care, it turned out to not be a very big deal, to be honest, my kids didn’t turn into gremlins, they didn’t scream, fight or even whine. In fact, the worth I heard between Calgary and MRS was “I just cant get comfortable and it’s really bugging me” Me too, kid. While I realize and appreciate how incredibly amazing it is that my kids didn’t go insane, I am forever going to be holding it against them… “Remember that time you were awake for like 50 hours without crying? calm down”.
Our new landlord picked us up at the airport in Marseille, customs was almost nothing, I’ve only been through customs in two different countries, one of which being my own, but France honestly just glanced at my passport, asked where I flew in from and waved me along. After picking up my luggage I could choose to go through one hall “Declare nothing” or go to an officer “Declare goods” he looked pretty bored sitting there while everybody passed him by. I expected more, but was not at all disappointed by the quick exit from the world of travelling and our entrance into our new life. Alain (Landlord) was so awesome, he insisted on carrying our bags, drove us to Aix and gave us a quick little tour of the town and our new neighbourhood. Once inside (fourth floor up a narrow, winding staircase) he gave us a very detailed orientation of the apartment, the kids of course, stopped at the part where he handed over the wifi password and ignored everything else. I didn’t care, they weren’t fighting or crying, I didn’t mind of they wanted a few minutes of internet.
By the time he left it was around 5pm, despite agreeing that we were all going to crash immediately, we decided to open up our suitcases, shower and make some food, I mean, if we could stay up another 2 hours then we’d be hitting a regular bedtime, and since we were not crying yet, I figured it was a good idea. Dinner was the snacks leftover in their “snack bags” from travels and a pack of Lipton’s soup that I squeezed into one of the suitcases. Sometime between 7-8 we all went to sleep in our beds and I was sure we’d sleep until noon the next day. When I woke up I thought ‘Wow, what a great sleep, so glad I closed all the shutters to block out the morning light!’ yeah, it was midnight. Fine, Back to sleep. But what time is it now? What time is it in Calgary? How many hours awake vs sleeping have there been in the past few days? GO. TO. SLEEP. I got out of bed to hit the bathroom quickly and on my way I noticed Kaleb sitting up in bed. I didn’t say anything to him because it wasn’t visiting time, went to the bathroom and crawled back into bed. After some restless lying in bed a child crawled in, kind of expected, he saw me get up, nope, that’s Kaylee. Ok, I can share my bed. Oh, here comes Kaleb. Whatever. Despite being wide awake, I tried to be very quiet and still, wanted to keep the illusion that it was night time. I mean, it was night time. We played musical chairs for the next few hours and finally got out of bed around 7am. I tried to muster together what I could to feed the kids while we prepared for our day, then went out to buy food. Our landlord bought us milk, orange juice and some rock hard bread biscuit things and jam, presumably for the rock bread, while totally awesome, didn’t quite cut it for breakfast.
Buying food was interesting, to say the least. I have spent my entire life getting everything I need at only a few places, that did not happen today. As we were wandering around checking out our neighbourhood I bought one or two random things as I came across them in different markets and shops. Bread from here, yogurt from there, across the flower market for some pasta and sauce. We didn’t starve today but my two goals for tomorrow are 1) a playground, my god, the kids need to run in a place that ISN’T the street (which is not a sidewalk, despite it being the place you have to walk, hopefully my kids get used to that soon) 2) stock up the pantry and fridge. It would be really nice to have bread, milk, butter and cheese at the same time. maybe some flour too, then I can actually make things… we’ll see, I have to map some things out and figure out the best bang for my buck, within walking distance (And I still don’t have an old lady cart yet). I really don’t want to be buying food once or twice daily, it’s going to come down to finding out better options, and better planning.
I still feel really tired, Hopefully that doesn’t last too much longer.