Getting Back to (the New) Normal

The Boy did not sleep on the overnight plane flight.  Not.  One.  Wink.  The movie choices weren't even so good (I watched Hitchcock, which was good), he just couldn't get comfortable/turned off enough to sleep.  We did teach him to play solitare on the computer screen, so that at least got me some downtime.

Besides that the travel went smoothly, even fitting all of our bags into the hotel shuttle to O'Hare and in 1 cab from Tegel to our apartment.  We landed at 6:30 am, got through passport control, customs, gathered and loaded our considerable luggage and arrived at our apartment around 7:15.  We met Daniel and Nitzan, our landlords, who were and are still packing for their sabbatical in Florence, thereby making me feel better about our former packing situation and timeline.  We are living in our two bedrooms, allowing them the dining room and living room for staging and packing.  The apartment will be very roomy with the addition of those rooms.

So, we arrived and immediately Micah went to this:

 

And Dafna to this:

Just as expected.

The rest of the day is a blur, but I know that it ended with pizza (I should be keeping a count of pizzas eaten though it would depress me) with Daniel and Nitzan and that today started at 3:15 am with the children playing a game of "German" (their word, it is the same board) Candyland (somehow this involves swordplay, but I was too tired to ask why or take pictures).  We ran some errands, got German cell phones (and as soon as I figure out the numbers I'll let you know), and in an attempt to show a still reticent Micah that things here will be fine, treated him to this:

All are napping.  All is well.