Forgotten in Puget sur Argens...
Since I last wrote about our weekly trip to Puget sur Argens, we had a couple easy trips and then others that have been borderline disastrous.
Two weeks ago, Scott went alone with Anna. I had parent teacher conferences with Justin's teachers that afternoon/evening. It had been a stormy week, with dangerous flooding in some areas, but there was no rain in Nice when they left. As they arrived in Puget sur Argens, they saw fewer cars on the road than usual, and there was no one at the office.
Turns out that there was a weather warning, and no one was to be on the roads. Our OT had lost her car in the flooding and was a little frazzled. So, Scott turned back towards Nice. Unfortunately, the promenade, which is the main road that runs alongside the sea, had closed because of enormous waves washing up from the beach. This backed up traffic so much that it took two and a half hours for them to get back.
The high point of their adventure was when they had to stop for a "bathroom" break for Anna along the promenade (before the part that was closed). There are three lanes of traffic, then a lane for parking, then the median, and then the traffic on the other side going in the other direction. So, they parked, Anna did her business, and they saw pebbles from the beach that had washed all the way onto the median--so over the beach front, the wide sidewalk, and the four lanes. Impressive. They collected a few as a souvenir.
Last week, the session was really difficult. Anna was unable to do a new activity, and the rest of the session was a not too productive (I could write a whole post describing the whole thing, and 'not too productive' is an understatement). At least it was free because of the week before.
This week felt precarious. Anna was hesitant to go (Another understatement. Anna said she did not want to go, which was a vast improvement from a week ago when she said she was never, ever going back. Trying to be honest here...), but eventually all was well.
Until we got home. Scott was late to a church meeting because it had taken us an hour and a half to get back. So, I was trying to get Anna and all our stuff out of the car as fast as possible, and discovered that I did not have my purse. I had left it in the office.
I had the important things and light things sent, but my camera, which I almost always have with me, is taking a vacation in Puget sur Argens, as is my cell phone. And we don't have a session this week, so I have to wait till December to take pictures again.
Oh, and the basketball score for today--41 to 31, I think. They still lost, but did really well. It's improvement.
Two weeks ago, Scott went alone with Anna. I had parent teacher conferences with Justin's teachers that afternoon/evening. It had been a stormy week, with dangerous flooding in some areas, but there was no rain in Nice when they left. As they arrived in Puget sur Argens, they saw fewer cars on the road than usual, and there was no one at the office.
Turns out that there was a weather warning, and no one was to be on the roads. Our OT had lost her car in the flooding and was a little frazzled. So, Scott turned back towards Nice. Unfortunately, the promenade, which is the main road that runs alongside the sea, had closed because of enormous waves washing up from the beach. This backed up traffic so much that it took two and a half hours for them to get back.
The high point of their adventure was when they had to stop for a "bathroom" break for Anna along the promenade (before the part that was closed). There are three lanes of traffic, then a lane for parking, then the median, and then the traffic on the other side going in the other direction. So, they parked, Anna did her business, and they saw pebbles from the beach that had washed all the way onto the median--so over the beach front, the wide sidewalk, and the four lanes. Impressive. They collected a few as a souvenir.
Last week, the session was really difficult. Anna was unable to do a new activity, and the rest of the session was a not too productive (I could write a whole post describing the whole thing, and 'not too productive' is an understatement). At least it was free because of the week before.
This week felt precarious. Anna was hesitant to go (Another understatement. Anna said she did not want to go, which was a vast improvement from a week ago when she said she was never, ever going back. Trying to be honest here...), but eventually all was well.
Until we got home. Scott was late to a church meeting because it had taken us an hour and a half to get back. So, I was trying to get Anna and all our stuff out of the car as fast as possible, and discovered that I did not have my purse. I had left it in the office.
I had the important things and light things sent, but my camera, which I almost always have with me, is taking a vacation in Puget sur Argens, as is my cell phone. And we don't have a session this week, so I have to wait till December to take pictures again.
Oh, and the basketball score for today--41 to 31, I think. They still lost, but did really well. It's improvement.