Thursday, May 15, 2008

Farewell to Austria



Kathy got pretty good at making peanut-butter sandwiches "on the go." Who needs a table?



Spencer and Rickey enjoyed their bike tour around Vienna.


With Phillipp and Kehau Malzl, our wonderful hosts, just hanging out and enjoying the beauty at a park in Vienna.


Sweet Sarah picking flowers.





Our final bus ride in Vienna. A sad day.




This was Jeff's sister Emily's favorite gelato shop during her mission in Vienna. It became our favorite as well. Remember Schwedenplatz is the subway stop if you're ever craving it.



Delicious weinershnitzel the night before we left. "Excuse me, we ordered the large." Jeff''s double was only 6.50 Euros.


Spencer helped out on many occasions carrying heavy loads around on his back. Thank you! Here we are waiting in a crowded Austiran airport to fly home. Timothy was always a hit with people around him.

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Austria Here We Come



We barely made it out the door of our town home in Spain as we were throwing the sheets out to dry from the washer as the taxis pulled up. We've finally decided to put some photos of all of the luggage and stuff. It's not a pretty sight. Jeff refused to get a skycap even though Kathy was begging him. We managed!


The caravan of luggage. We were lucky we traveled before the days of charging per piece of luggage!
Here are some family shots in Salzburg--Hellbrunn palace.
Fortress in Salzburg.

At Church in Salzburg


Beautiful Stephensdom church, Vienna.



Our expert tour guide (Ph.D. candidate in Art History, Philipp Malzl) at the Kuntshistorisches Museum, Vienna. We may have been examing a work by one of the Ninja Turtles (Rafael, I believe).

A park alongside Hellbrunn (Archbishops's residence), Salzburg.


Yes, we rented a Mercedes....but not the kind we think of in the USA. It was a nine passenger van with standing room, and a big advertisement on the side.

Salzburg backdrop from atop the fortress. Notice that Timothy is enthralled with the Audio Tour.

"You are sixteen, going on seventeen." Yes, this is the Sound of Music gazebo (Salzburg).


Overlooking Salzburg and the fortress.

Some street urchins waiting for the gelato run, Vienna.

Museum Quarter subway stop, Vienna.

Beneath the Habsburg matriach, Maria Theresa, Vienna.

Sarah and Timothy on the bus, Vienna.



We enjoyed the street excitement in Vienna. Check this lady out. Spencer ran back to see her when he heard about it.

Monday, April 21, 2008

End of our European Journey







A family picture on the beach near Santiago de Compostela. Ask Spencer what he did for entertainment at this beach next time you see him.









Here's another photo of the students jumping for joy.



Here we are enjoying one of favorite fast foods--Doner Kebabs. They saved us as they were affordable and delectable.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Some Lasting Memories of Students, Spain, and Fun Times


Our family learned to love and appreciate Harry Potter even more than before, as we had more time for reading with our schedules cleared of many of our regular responsibilities. On one occasion I remember being a little put out as I was stuck carrying at least 5 of the 7 books into a hotel room with so many other things to carry and I complained that we needed so many of them, but each one was being read by a different kid, or me, and we really did use them. You can see the mounds of laundry piled behind us, that's one of my personal memories of Spain, hanging lots of laundry out to dry. I enjoy the memory now that I'm back to my big washer and dryer, and actually enjoyed it in Spain too.

Here's Timothy playing with his favorite toy. The European bidet (remember Crocodile Dundee?) used in a washing process Americans have discarded. It was not easy to keep him away from it. He often would play in it, spill the water and then slip on it hitting the back of his head on the hard tile floor. He fell in the last week in Spain hitting the botton stair and he got a giant goose egg, right between his eyes. Here's a photo, out of focus, since a kid took it for me, because I couldn't stand to look at him.



Here's the view of our street from our third story floor.


This is a dinner with two families we grew close to in the Alcala Ward. They are: Javier Benito and his wife Helen Cox and a couple of their children, and Paco and Suzi Serrano (who took us to the hospital when Sarah got her concussion) and their two sons.



These are the 37 students with their Institute director in the center, Faustino Lopez, who was just made an Area Authority over Spain in April General Conference.



Nice photography by Brock Weaver.

This is actually at the beginning of our trip when we hosted 20 or so students who arrived one day early. Here they are departing to meet their host families.


The students were successful on many occasions in portraying "jumping" photos, this one at Franco's massive monument to the Spanish Civil War, the Valley of the Fallen.

We weren't quite as successful in our only attempt! Pacific Ocean near Santiago de Compostela, Galicia.

Monday, April 14, 2008

Final Days in Spain


I haven't quite found my voice for this blogging thing, but I see it has possibilities. We enjoyed a wonderful time in our final days in Spain. We had quite technical difficulties with electronics. I'll recap. I, Kathy, dropped the digital camera in El Escorial and the screen broke. We got the video camera stolen on Las Ramblas in Barcelona. We left the portable DVD player on the plane in Austria. At least we made it home with all seven kids!!!! Here's a photo with the awards the students gave each of us at the final awards banquet.

These photos are in Aranjuez Spain, on our final family outing where we visited the Royal palace.

The boys really enjoyed going out with the missionaries on many occassions. Here's a photo with some of the beloved missionaries and Timothy with his future missionary shirt on.
Here's a crowded street waiting in line for the Sagrada Familia. Did any of you know that I detest crowds. . .especially with small kids under my responsibility? We survived thanks to strollers and baby back packs.
Here's Jeff managing all four at once. The strollers really did come in more than just handy on many occasions.
Here's one of the youngest 3 sleeping as we carry on with our sight-seeing in Barcelona in late March.





We enjoyed letting the kids choose postcards of favorite paintings after museums and are looking forward to a spiced up game of Masterpiece, (a fun board game featuring famous artwork.)

Monday, April 7, 2008

A stop along the Roman Road (by Jeff)

One of our main trips was to Andalucía, the name used for the southern portion of Spain. “Andalucía” is from the Arabic word “Al-Andalus,” which is what the Moors and Arabs called the kingdom they made on the Iberian peninsula after they conquered the Visigoths in 711 (and thereafter). Our bus left Alcalá de Henares at 8:00 am and we headed southwest with Seville our ultimate destination that night.

Before the Moors and the Visigoths, the Romans had conquered the Iberian peninsula, and it was to see Roman ruins that we made a planned stop in the city of Mérida. Roman legions first came to Spain in 218 BC during the Second Punic War (after Hannibal, the Carthaginian general had invaded Italy via Spain). Little by little Rome conquered Iberia (which Romans called Hispania, the forerunner of its modern name of Spain), but it took more than 200 bloody years for the Romans to pacify the various peoples of the peninsula. In the process, Spain became the most Romanized part of the empire outside of Italy, and thus Spain boasts some of the best Roman ruins anywhere. Indeed, we have seen Roman ruins all across the country: a Roman bridge and ruined aqueducts in Toledo; the amazing aqueduct in Segovia (see photo below), that until a century or so ago still brought water into the city from mountains miles away; the triumphal arch in Mendinaceli, and more. Spain produced some Romans of note. Three Roman emperors were born in there: Trajan, Hadrian, and Theodosius. Seneca the younger was also born in Córdoba (more on that city later), and some even say that Pontius Pilate was born in the eastern city of Tarragona along the Mediterranean coast. Of course in today’s popular culture, the most famous Roman Spaniard is general Maximus of Gladiator fame (the edited version, of course).

Back to Mérida, it was an important city along the trade routes connecting the southern port of Cádiz with northern cities such as Zaragoza (from the original Roman name Caesar Augustus) and Mediterranean ports. We pulled into Mérida just before 2:00 pm, which is siesta time. In many cities and towns of Spain, that means everything shuts down, including museums, for anywhere between 2-4 hours. The bus dropped us off outside the city center and we crossed a very long Roman bridge that, until a few years ago, handled automobile traffic but was then converted into a pedestrian way. I heard many stories about how Roman bridges throughout Spain were, until very recently, able to handle automobiles better than much newer bridges. Just over the bridge we began coming across ruins throughout the city. Below is one of a Roman temple (photo courtesy of Brock Weaver, one of our students).

We did have time to rush through the Roman museum before it closed and saw some wonderful pieces.



At four-o-clock we entered the ruins of the Roman Theater and Amphitheater (very bottom). As we walked through them we could imagine the gladiators fighting in the amphitheater 2000 years ago. It was also intruiguing to contemplate that 2000 years ago in the theater we were in, the Romans enjoyed watching some of the same plays we like reading and watching, like Oedipus Rex (Latin versions of Greek plays were popular among Romans) or some Roman drama, perhaps written by Seneca the younger. Early Roman theaters were temporary structures that would be put up for a performance, then taken down. But starting about 50 BC, Romans began erecting permanent theaters like the one in Mérida. The students and all of us loved it, and many poses were struck and photos taken. I finally found a suitable backdrop for photographing Kathy: alongside Roman gods and goddesses and classic columns of the theater.