Chris and I have learned from any travel involving jetlag to anticipate “third day syndrome”. On day 1, you are literally on the plane or just arriving. Day 2 is still exciting and adrenaline-fueled and you don’t quite feel the effect of weird sleeping or you were so tired that you just pass out when you decide to sleep, so jetlag doesn’t really catch up with you. Day three though…day three. It’s the “were we idiots for doing this?” day. It’s the “I’ve ruined my children” day. It’s the “I’ll never sleep again and I want to go home” day. Day three of our last Eurotrip enlightened us to this phenomenon, so we thought we were ready this time.
Uh, we weren’t.
Germany is experiencing a heat wave right now called the “Saharan Bubble”. We woke up on Sunday morning anticipating a high of 96 degrees F, which didn’t sound great for a place with no air conditioning. We also had to find a place for Mass and the Catholic Church in our village shares a priest with other parishes and did not have Mass this morning. Chris found a Mass time in Emmendingen, about a 4 km walk away and we decided to go for it, so after some breakfast, we headed out for a stroll/march on the bike trail between the towns.
Mouse of the World is back at it again.
I am reviving the blog – now just a travel blog I guess – for our six week stay in Germany this summer. The next four weeks, we will be in Freiburg, a city in Black Forest region in the southwest while Chris takes language classes at the university and my mom, the kids and I explore, have quiet time, say “Danke” like we know German, etc. I am sitting in the living room of our AirBnB in Kondringen, a charming town outside Freiburg, with my Aldi coffee and the windows open, waiting for the Saharan Bubble to heat up the apartment and I’m very happy to be here.