Monday, May 13, 2013

Paris - day 2

So far we've seen most of the Left Bank, Eiffel Tower and the Musee D'Orsay (no photos allowed).
Today's agenda:
The Pantheon
Notre Dame
Napoleons Tomb
 Arc de Triompe - Champs Elysse Walk to the Lourve
Lourve
(translation - A LOT of walking!)
Only about 7 miles of road walking which doesn't seem like that much, but then there was all the walking in doors and climbing stairs, wow the stairs.

We ate at any Sandwich shop we could find - usually Le Pret A Manger. Fabulously yummy and filling.

Let's start with the Pantheon: The one thing I loved about these tourist places was the pamphlets - each language had a specific color. I figured that out when we went to Notre Dame and I didn't have time to stand and look at the various pamphlets available and I just grabbed the light green one. Someone was thinking to color coordinate those babies for each tourist site. In 507 AD, after being converted to Christianity, King Clovis was the first to build a basilica - a tomb for him and his Queen when they died. Saint Genevieve was buried here in 512 AD - protected Paris from the barbarians - Patron Saint of Paris. King Louis XV attributed his recovery from serious illness to prayers made to Saint Genevieve and pledged to dedicate a church to her name. In 1755, Soufflet who's goal was to outdo the church of St Peter in Rome, built what is now the current day Pantheon. For two periods during the 19th century, the church was used for Christian worship, before giving way to secular use for the funeral of Victor Hugo in 1885.
There you have a brief history of the Pantheon. Now for the picture overload. This place was huge!

 see - and that is only half way up the wall.
 this is where my husband was stalking me with the camera - it was really cold in there. My hands were freezing!
 gotcha!
 this reminded me of the Eyring Science Center at BYU.

 TO THE CRYPT!

 so funny story - we took a picture of Jeff next to a tomb.......notice the one behind him? that's an actual tomb, the one he's posing by.....noone there yet....oops. :)
 Then there was this random tv set up down there??

 I loved this - the picture of Marie and Pierre Curie!
 we walked out to this view! Stay tuned for more photos of more museums and really old stuff. :)

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

We have arrived - Paris here we come!

We left our home at 5 am on Wednesday, March 20th. We arrived in Paris at 7 am, March 21st. I thought I would have no problem sleeping on the plane, but I didn't sleep very well, or so I thought. We were lucky enough to sit in the very last row: no one behind us, no worries about seat kickers or squishing anyone. I did like the TV's we could watch whatever we wanted as long as we had headphones. (check - brought my own!) The plan was to sleep as much as we could on the plane, then stay up all day once arriving in Paris - no problem.....maybe. I thought we would have been totally exhausted, but it was such a rush trying to find our way out of the airport (that was an adventure), then trying to interpret signs with labels in French. oi.

Finally made it to the Tourist Information booth, bought our Paris Museum passes, took money out of the ATM (oh that was the other thing we did before leaving - we notified our card companies that we'd be out of the country and which atm's to use - no service fees.) We bought a carnet (packet of 10 train/bus tickets). Then got to ride the train with all of our luggage to downtown Paris....that was interesting. The closer we got to downtown, the more people got on, then more, then more and we took up 4 seats with our luggage and ourselves. Paris countryside.....not so impressive from the train. I'm sure beyond the 'tracks' area, it would have been better.

We get to the train station where we think we should get off, then walk 1 mile........to our hotel. Our room wasn't ready yet, so we left our luggage with them and wondered around for several hours and found the best food at Le Pret - chain eating place, loved it!!

We went back to the hotel to change and get our room. The eleveator, kid you not, was only big enough for Jeff and then stack the suitcases - I had to take the stairs. The spiral staircase - starts to play tricks on your eyes after spiral #4. :) After reaching the 5th floor and helping Jeff fall out of the elevator, we walked a tiny hallway to our room. Big enough for a bed, one way walking to the bathroom and a small desk. There was a balcony that Jeff said he enjoyed one night. I was exhausted.

Day 1 in Paris - some wondering, checked into the hotel. Dina (concierge) didn't speak great English and was more comfortable speaking Portuguese or French. We spoke Spanish and English. - Jeff spoke Spanish and I nodded along trying to pick up the few words I understood hoped I could remember enough to be helpful. :) Started a walk on the Historic Left Bank - our hotel was in this area and it was so cool. It was the art district - so not really up our alley as non-art people, but it was still fascinating.
 The famous Love-lock bridge. What's interesting is Steven was here last fall 2012 and there was so few locks you could see through the gate. Not anymore - a lot of love locked on this bridge. :) I thought about writing our name on someone else's lock. No pen.
 Standing on the bridge over the Siene river
 Some government building - honestly I didn't love the Left Bank walk from Rick Steves, but we did it not knowing much about Paris. It was a lot of 'so-and-so' lived here, I'll be the first to admit I don't know much about famous writers and their life stories, so where they wrote was not interesting to me. We did enjoy walking up and down the streets - the architecture is so OLD and unique.

St. Germain des Pres - one of the oldest churches in Paris - been here for 15 centuries!! See what I mean by OLD? I was a little uncomfortable taking pictures of the inside of these churches. They are after-all places of worship and there were people there to worship someone. So there's the center of the church - the Nave where mass is held on these horribly uncomfortable wicker chairs that are bound together with a piece of wood along the base of the chairs, then around the outer ring of the Nave, there are smaller 'chapels' set up for different Saints to be worshiped. You can light a candle - after you pay of course. A lot of the churches we visited were under construction and restoration. You'll see some of the paintings where they have restored a small piece - it's looks new.


 The Nave - the alter where the Priest gives the sermons. Check out the detail on every square inch of the pillars and even the ceilings.
 Stained glass was beautiful!
 my favorite part was the pipe organs in every church. WOW!


 St. Sulpice Church - we were next to this fountain taking pictures and we decided before we left for the vacation that we would offer to take pictures for other couples or groups in order to have our picture taken too. :) So there was this Grandma and her 2 grandsons (I think they were from South Carolina) out there taking pictures and we struck this deal with them. They then told us, the youngest grandson was there for a performance in the church (what kind of performance do you have in a church??) and we should stick around and hear it -okay we'll try, but had to be at the Eiffel Tower at 3.
 the candles and the candle sticks are massive!
 Turns out it was an organ performance - wow....we didn't get to hear it, but we heard a few notes being played. He must be one amazing organist to be invited for a performance - it's noon in case you were wondering what time it was. haha!
We went back to the hotel to get more clothing - it was going to be cold at the top of that Eiffel Tower. Two things I did not anticipate - how crowded it would be and how sore my feet were going to be, but I was so glad Suzette let me borrow her UGG boots - they were a life saver!
 My handsome husband looking very dashing and French looking at the Eiffel Tower. This is right before we were mobbed by the 'sellers' of Eiffel Tower replicas - gold. ;)


 ever wondered what it would look like to see straight up the middle of the Eiffel Tower? Now you know. They were doing some construction and adding another 'layer' with a restaurant and more enclosed viewing.
 Just one of the 'feet' - there are stairs you can walk up to the first level.....I would not have made it up those stairs without crying. Did I mention I'm terrified of heights???? Terrified.
 The first viewing level - seriously I should have taken a picture of how many people were up there with us - it was packed!

 Now up to the next level where we can then ride to the very top. This is what the view is like out the elevator which of course is all glass.....Jeff took these then told me to look out the window. I about threw up - had to refocus and look at my feet while taking deep breaths.
 We walk over here later, but how cool is this view?
 I zoomed in as far as my camera would go - can you see the kids playing?? I was okay as long as I didn't look straight down.
 bummer it was so hazy - this was at the top and it was chilly and windy. so glad we went back for coats

We walked over to that place I showed in the picture above. Our concierge Dina told us to go there to get amazing pictures of the Eiffel Tower - awesome! Also very crowded.


3 of my most memorable moments of the Eiffel Tower:
1: the Con. 3 of them actually so I guess there's 6 memorable moments
1a: the gold replica statues of the Eiffel Tower - as if shaking them loudly will make me want to stop and buy them from you or you or you or you or you - there were at least 15 in about 20 yards.
1b: the bracelet - I show you bracelet - I make for you? Let me see your wrist.......no. I make for you? Very fast. No. Aw, too bad. (the con here: they tie a friendship type bracelet on your wrist too small for you to get off, then ask for money because they gave you a bracelet)
1c: Deaf and Dumb - this was the best one by far. Under the Eiffel Tower this lady with a few missing teeth and some gold teeth came up to us and asked if we'd like to sign a petition for the Deaf and Dumb children...... I say no. Jeff says sure. I say no again, he writes down his name - well his psuedo name, I say don't write your name (a little more forceful). He finishes his name.
(here's the clutch) - She flips the other half of the paper up and points to an amount spot. Jeff says I will give you nothing. No money. He writes a (at this point I wasn't sure what he was going to write) a 0 with a line through it. She tries to tell us it's for Deaf/Dumb children and he wrote his name, he must donate. Just like those other names did - probably fake names. No money. She walks off yelling and I'm sure cursing in French about Jeff. (kind of wish I knew French). hahaha!

2: Emotional Traveler: I kid you not, we walked about 30 yards and sat down next to a group of girls from the States - they were working in Germany and in Paris on holiday. This lady comes up to us, rambles on and on about how she just got here from California, she went to get on the train from the airport, put one bag on the train, then went back for the rest and the train door shut. She some how tried to tell the man standing by her bag - Eiffel Tower 5 pm for him to bring the bag........can I use your phone? she finally asks. (I'm thinking she's trying to scam us after Con #1a, b, and c) My phone doesn't even work, but the girls next to us have a phone she can use to call the train station for her lost bag. No bag turned in so she was going to wait around until 5 pm - it's 3 pm. It was her computer bag too, so mostly work stuff and toiletries, but important to her. I felt bad for her and glad I had read the Rick Steves guide to traveling that warned about that and the cons in #1.

#3: The Pick pocket - We heard several reminders from signs and from the employees at the Eiffel Tower to beware of pick pockets - they work the close crowds and distracted tourists. I wondered why someone would pay to get up the Eiffel Tower (really you only have to pay to get to the very top), but the cost and time it takes to work a crowd with that many bags is probably minimal when compared to what they 'find'. On the way down (lots of lines to get places, down is one line we stood in for several minutes and I was ever so grateful to not have my little kids with us - paranoia I tell ya). Anyway, we got on the elevator to go down and it was of course totally packed. We got almost the to the end and panic set in with the family next to us. A French family with 2 children - probably 8 and 6. The dad looked around frantically, the mother spoke in equally as frantic French and the kids just stared in horror not quite sure what to do. The father's bag had been opened and emptied of it's monetary contents! It wasn't a big bag, it was a small camera size bag. It was all their money - cards, cash, all of it. The woman wasn't carrying any of their money. The daughter was in tears - not sure if she opened it or what happened (don't speak French remember?) Security was called and and the elevator cleared and filled with the next group to go up. I felt so bad for them and so grateful we were wearing our money belts with our cards and most of our cash. We had some cash not hidden away, but only about $60.

For these reasons - Paris was stressful for me, so many people, I felt like everywhere I turned, we were going to be scammed.

So off we went to take more pictures, walked our way to the Musee D'Orsay (no pictures allowed and I was down right exhausted and fell asleep sitting on a bench waiting for Jeff to speed walk the art). We saw Whistler's Mother, lots of Monet, Renoir, Manet and so much more.

Now for food - we were so hungry and places close early in Paris which also surprised me - 8 oclock and places were closed til the next day at 11.
 One last look at that stunning view via iphone
 We found this yummy pizza place - we look a little worn out! :)
 Melt in your mouth baked right there - delicious........ Good night Paris!

Friday, May 3, 2013

worries, stress, and prayers.............answers

Yesterday I was a lot worried for my oldest daughter. She's 9 - she's sweet, naive, innocent, and susceptible to bouts of rage and pouting. In her little world all she wants is to be accepted - to have a friends and to hopefully survive the 4th grade with as few paper cuts as possible and still have time to play. 

We signed her up for Girls on the Run - a program that helps girls have a positive body image and attitude towards exercise. I wasn't sure what my expectation was for her. I thought it was to make friends because it seemed to me she didn't have anyone close to be her friend. Say what you like - you want a lot of friends or only a select few good friends, we all need that one friend we can count on to be there for us. I've had several of those over the years since kindergarten or nursery probably. Those friends who pull you out of your comfort zone, push you to be better, and make you want to be a better person. There are also those friends who used to fit that profile, but for whatever reasons have chosen a different path and no longer can you be the kind of friends who stick together through thick and thin. I don't have any of those that I can think of, but I know Jeff does. Hard to let go of 'friends' when they bring you down. And of course the friends/family you haven't seen in years and you pick up as if you just saw each other yesterday - those fit the first mold. 

So this program - Lea was having a good time, she didn't seem to run with anyone, but she ran and was enjoying the exercise. She chose this program over the 4th grade trip to the Grand Canyon - wise choice, glad she made it. (we merely informed her of the details of each program, then she chose GOTR). Last night Jeff was talking about how she mainly stayed by him at the 5k they ran last week for the finale of GOTR. She talked to some girls, but they weren't genuinely interested (in his opinion) to chat it up with her. He was obviously defensive of her as he felt some of the girls weren't as nice as they could be to his daughter.

I spent some time with her last night doing homework while the rest of the kids were asleep - normally I'd be bugged she hadn't finished yet, but we spend some good one-on-one time discussing the great French and English Explorers. :) I just really can't believe she's 9 - almost 10. 10. When did that happen? I can't even remember when she was a toddler like Mo. She's just always been older, more grown up.
 
How did we get from here in '03
 to spending her first birthday back in the hospital, a baby with barely any hair

to this cute little girl with the curly hair and lots of it - I loved fixing her hair in all different styles - she was a willing participant most of the time.
 to this: a 4th grader!!
 okay back to my original quest for peace of mind that she is as truly happy as she seems in the photos.
I came home from playing Thursday night volleyball and went in to check on her - sound asleep, not a care in the world while I felt quite literally weighed down for her. I wanted to go back in time to when she was an infant and rock her to sleep at night - is this what it's really like to be a parent? You never stop worrying? Ever? How stressful and suddenly I felt more responsible for her future than I had ever before.

I retreated to my room and knelt down by my bed. And in all honesty, this does not happen very often - at all. I have this irrational fear something will get me, bug, cockroach or otherwise - under the bed scares me (that's neither here nor there - just a really random weird fact about myself at age 34.) whew - feels good to get that out there. ;) Anyway, I unleashed my worries in prayer. Should we move, where? What will be best for them? Should we switch schools for her? What about the other kids? Even down to my concern that she might be teased about her shoes (they smell really bad - well used, but still smell when not on her feet). I got up at the prompting in the middle of my prayer to go get my 'old' shoes out of the garage for her - size 8.5.....they couldn't possibly fit her, but I'd at least try. Before the shoe part, I was overwhelmed with the assurance of yes it's time to move - for Lea.Tears freely flowing, I knew this was the right answer. Not that our ward or area is not working for her - she has friends - lots of girls her age actually, so it's hard to say yes let's move her out of this for her. Seems contradictory. But it's right. It's time, still makes me teary and probably will until we are settled in a new place. So whether this is a test of our obedience to follow and maybe end up not moving at all, but will we obey? Or we end up moving down the street or across town, whatever it is, we are going to obey and follow the Lord's will for our family. 

I did my scripture reading (also not something I do very regularly - I'm working on it, just not very good at). I was reading about Abinadi and well, I'm not ready to give my life in sacrifice the way Abinadi did, I am willing to change my comfort zone for her and for us - to move on, to improve and become friends with other people I can add to that list of friends who make my life better.

If you've made it this far in the post - good job!! :) You've stuck in there and are now ready for the ANSWER portion of this blog post. I emailed a friend who works at the school and happens to be our Primary President. I just wanted to know what she observes at the school - this was her response:
First let me say she seems happy at recess and she has a sweet disposition that any kid would want to be her friend. I think Lea is friends with everyone but stays away from the drama queens. We have a few and I never see her with them. Fourth grade actually all the grades I see (4-8) have little cliques. Lea lately has been having recess with a little boy that I think is Asian and he wears glasses. They just walk around the field and talk. But they don't eat together just interested in the same things :)
(insert Jeff asking if he needs to have a 'talk' with this boy......) haha

I volunteered today to help the 1st grade team with copying and then was going to stick around to see Lea at recess. They were in the cafeteria, I walked in to see if I could find her in the mass of children in matching uniforms. One of the girls from GOTR saw me and waved me down pointing to Lea who when I saw her, her face was beet red. :) I met the Asian boy mentioned above - his name is Jeremy. And Luz. Luz has been Lea's friend since kinder and her mom comes to school every day - although I didn't put Luz with this mom I see ALL the time. Her dad would run with her at every practice for GOTR and talked a little with Jeff the other night at the party for GOTR. As I walked away, Luz's mom touched my arm and told me, "Lea is such a sweet friend to Luz. She's always so nice to her.' (answer received. got it. she has a friends, she's a good friend, she's loved and taken care of while out of my care).
Willow - the girl who waved me to Lea, asked if Kim and I were sisters (yes, twins..... ;) ) okay not really, but close enough. :) She then said Lea and I could be twins. Triplets? Lea would totally add some girl to the Baker home. :)
Love you LEA!!

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

down

Feeling a little down and out today - down in the dumps more like it. A stomach bug has slowly been circulating our family and I finally have it. wahoo. I will say there is one down side to not changing diapers for kids anymore - that was usually a good indication of if they were getting sick or not - now I don't know until they throw up on me or somewhere else. :) Well I still have one in diapers and he did throw up on me - although I knew that was coming eventually - he doesn't handle being sick very well, poor little Mo.

Working on the Paris pictures for another post. Loved the food there and I loved not having to worry about 'what's for dinner' and then making it. ;)