The art of peace

This week the kids spent their days at our church, for their Art of Peace day camp. In spite of Spencer telling us all summer long that he was not going to go, both kids had a great time. Spencer got really into making origami. Meg really enjoyed working with beads. And they both had a great time doing yoga, singing songs, tie-dying shirts, painting stepping stones, and playing capture the flag. Thursday night there was a potluck, where they sang some songs for us, and we got to learn more about what they were doing. We feel very fortunate to have found this sort of community.

Meg requested that I take some videos of them singing at the potluck

Saturday in Paris

Today, we Paris-ed all day. We started with Notre Dame, which is the only church we’ve had to wait in line to good inside. It’s a good thing it’s pretty. Which it is. The gardens around the side are also pleasant.
We got on the batobus on the Seine, which is a boat that works like a hop on hop off bus. We took it to Jardin de Plantes, which is the next stop. We wandered the gardens by the river and the kids found art and playgrounds. We walked across a bridge to Ile San Louis and peaked into the church there, which we had to ourselves, in contrast with Notre Dame. We bought a picnic lunch from a small, local bakery, which we ate in another park. Then we found some pretty incredible ice cream, which we took with us on a walk.
We took the batobus to the Louvre stop. We stopped at the mall under the Louvre pyramid, mostly for their pay bathroom where they try to sell you colored toilet paper on your way out. We explored the Tuileries park, including the carousel.
We went into the Museé d’Orangarie to commune with the impressionist, especially the two rooms filled with Monet’s Water Lilies, which was pretty special and naturally well lit. The kids were moved, but bored by the wall of Renoir’s downstairs.
Then we headed back to our apartment via batobus, tired and happy. After dinner and bathes, so sort of march went by our street. Always something happening here.
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Corpus Christi festival

Thursday was a holiday because Europe is awesome. We went to some sort of historical festival around an abbey of a neighboring town with some of Rob’s coworkers. There were crafts and rides. Spencer loved the bumper cars. Meg loved the swings. I loved the Ferris wheel. Rob loved being done with work for the trip and the beer.
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Cologne

Wednesday we took a regional express train to Köln, about an hour from Aachen. We toured the cathedral (the relics include the bones of the 3 wise men who were the first to make a pilgrimage to Jesus), saw a rail bridge covered in love locks, walked along a river walk, toured the chocolate museum, and played in some fountains.
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