We packed the girls in the car yesterday and drove across the bridge to the city of Lund in Sweden so we could hear Jonas' girlfriend Mette sing opera. I have never known an opera singer before and its amazing that Mette, this sweet and quiet woman, can sing so beautifully and powerfully. Emily and Anna were in awe.
After the concert, Mathilde's Dad took a bunch of us to restaurant for dinner. It was a school night and getting late, so Mathilde and I decided our family would eat fast and leave the party early. We had parked far from the restaurant, so when we were done eating, we left the girls with the others and walked to get the car.
We drove back, Mathilde pulled over to the curb in front of the restaurant, and I ran in to get the girls. I said a quick good bye to everybody and headed out the door with Emily, Anna and Mathilde's Dad. When we got outside, Mathilde and the car were no where to be seen. We looked around the nearest corners, but still no Mathilde and no car.
I called her mobile, and after a few rings a very distraught Mathilde answered. It turns out she had decided to find a place nearby to park the car. In the process she had gotten herself lost, had no idea where she was and no idea how to get back.
To make a long story short, 40 minutes and several phone calls later, Mathilde found her way back. The good news is that by that time the restaurant had closed and the rest of the group was there on the sidewalk, so Mathilde got a rousing standing ovation as she pulled back up to the curb. I could tell by the way she was blushing that she really appreciated that :-)
Monday, April 28, 2008
Lost in Lund
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I am so grateful that my sweet husband has this public place where he can express himself in this challenging situation, but whatever happened to those little locks on diaries? does EVERYTHING have to be on display?
Well, enjoy!Ho ho ho,
Mathilde
I was laughing so hard this morning as I was reading this because I could imagine myself in Mathilde's place. Not the least bit worried about being lost or that it was getting late for the girls but what Kevin was going to write about the next morning on his blog.
I am just really glad that by the time I get over to DK this blog will be a thing of the past.
Mathilde you have always wanted him to be a writer.
Kevin you really are an amazing story teller.
That happened to me in Haymarket after a long morning of grocery shopping, there stood Said on the curb with 60lbs. of fruit/veg and a two year old Safiya in the stroller. The next thing you know I was in the North End because a cop wouldn't let me idle on the curb, then on the wrong side of the Tobin bridge with no money to get back across! I believe 40 minutes in the pre-cell phone, pre-GPS day translates into 80 today. We've all been there!
Still I bet it was good to get out, it sounds like a fun evening and at least you had a fan club.
...then there was the time a few years back when Safiya and I got off the train in Italy a stop too soon with half the luggage, the passports and Said was still on the train with the tickets and luggage! None of my English, German or Arabic skills could translate that one to the conductor!
Great to hear from you too Kevin, thanks for the sentiments about Dad. It was a hard year but despite it's awfulness we've had the joy of a second daughter just a few weeks after he died and a lot of really great memories. The Henderson crowd was especially supportive. Between Nick's amazing grace under pressure and the Averill sense of humor (and baked goods!) we made it through...not to mention's Dad's strength, perseverance and love.
Know that we're all thinking happy healing thoughts for you no matter how far away you are geographically or temporally.
Love Sister and family (and yes, in Henderson I'm still Sister at age 30!)
Haha! Loved the 2 getting lost stories. They were hilarious (especially the bridge part). Thanks for sharing. Mathilde, in particular, appreciated it. By the way, Mathilde thinks I exaggerated the time she was gone. She says it was more like 30 minutes. I'm not sure she is right, but it FELT like 40.
And Rod, with you coming all this way to visit, and bringing our girls back with you, it would be a shame not to document at least part of it. So, I think I'll keep blogging at least until then :-)
Keep the blog rolling! Rod should be fair game!!
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