Aack! Where did the week go? I drove Mom to Frankfurt on Monday morning; it was a rather rushed goodbye since we had just gotten back from
I drove John to work this morning because his office is going on an outing today to visit the
After taking John to work I came home, walked the dog, vacuumed, did my Kehr Woche sweeping duties, drove Cody out to the Tierhotel, drove home, got on the computer to write a few emails and send our itinerary to our parents, then took Scotty to the Katzenpension. I got there at about 12:15 (only fifteen minutes late!), just as another couple was arriving. I think they were just there to check out the place because they didn’t have a cat with them and didn’t pick one up. Frau Stäbler invited me in and we went upstairs, where I filled out a registration form (I only had to look up a couple of words – including the one for “gender”!), while a very friendly black-and-white kitty hopped up on the table and kept walking all over my paperwork and butting himself up against my arm, begging to be petted. Then Frau Stäbler ushered me into one of the smaller rooms and left me there for a couple of minutes while she showed the other people out. She came back and seemed surprised that I hadn’t let Scotty out of his carrier yet. I let him out while she extricated a cat from one of the holes in the cat tree and put him in the other room. Scotty had been growling in his carrier and continued to do so as he wandered around checking out his new territory. He jumped into one of the holes in the cat tree and sat in there and growled some more. We left him and I just had to hope for the best. Frau Stäbler gave him some of the food I had brought, assured me that Scotty would be fine, and showed me out the door.
I got back to the house at 1:00 and still had a long list of stuff to do…empty the dishwasher, empty the fridge, update our finances, write a thank you note to Micato (they recently sent me a gorgeous book about Africa in gratitude for my Elephant Express blog), pack the cooler, take the trash out, fold the laundry hanging in the basement, and of course finish packing my own suitcase! John called at 2:15 to say they had arrived at the
If you had told me two years ago that I would willingly hop in a car and drive alone to a strange city in a foreign country to pick up my husband at a museum that I had never been to before, I probably would have laughed in your face. But frankly, armed with our trusty navi Susie, a printout of the directions from the museum website, and my cell phone, I felt pretty confident. Unfortunately I ran into bad traffic from the start, even though I avoided the construction on the A8 by taking the A81-to-A6 route via
We headed on towards
We checked in at the Hotel Ibis Metz Nord with a nice lady who made my day by complimenting me on my French. Our room was very spartan and a bit lacking in the towel department, but for 51 Euro, you can hardly expect luxury and it was exactly what we needed for a quick overnight. We had dinner in the nearly empty hotel restaurant. I had a perfectly decent entrecôte et frites (steak and fries) and a glass of