Friday, March 29, 2013

Swimming with Dolphins!


The kids woke up this morning and the first thing they wanted, not totally unexpectedly, was to go to the indoor pool.  The boys are not doing so well in the art of compromise.  And were less than thrilled when we told them that we weren’t going to swim until AFTER the dolphins.  They don’t seem to get that they were getting what they want while Josh and I get what we want.  Something to keep working on I suppose.

View from our room on our first morning... not to shabby!

Liam and I hanging out on the balcony of our room

A daytime view of our car without hubcaps ;)

Regardless, we had a few hours to kill before leaving for the dolphin swim and so we decided to walk around St. Julian’s for a little bit.  Malta from what I can tell is very much a mix of modern and ancient – with a big shopping center next to what must be a centuries old building.  Also something to note that I only found out the night before we left – Malta has more people per square mile than Washington, DC.  That’s a lot of people on one tiny island and it shows.

I have no idea what the purpose of these slabs of concrete on metal spikes are supposed to be for, but they made great impromptu surfboards!

Cool building near our hotel - no idea what the purpose of it is, but I liked the way it looks...

Liam told us he was going to run across the beach and meet us on the other side - that lasted less than 2.3 seconds before he yelled that he had rocks in his crocs!

And I have to say, for what little bit I’ve seen, it’s also not the cleanest island.  Trash everywhere and when we went to a little inlet of rocks by the water, there was broken glass at every step (and I even found a few condoms, ew!!).  Not what I would call island paradise.  However, giving the benefit of the doubt as I’ve heard there are some stunningly beautiful parts to this island, I’m just going to guess they are not in St. Julian.

St. George's Bay

Aidan playing along the (scary, glass covered, rocks)

But he can make any setting look good ;)

Near a little inlet

My two handsome boys!


With my other handsome boy... 

Me taking a picture of Josh taking a picture ;)

While walking we also came across a guy for the hop-on, hop-off bus.  Given that there are so many places for us to see in just a few days plus not being really sure of what the parking situation is in many parts, this may be our ideal.  Since we couldn’t do it today and with Josh diving tomorrow, we’ve put this in for a possibility on Wednesday.  It will be easier with the kids than us having to find our way around the island and give us the chance to see a lot of things. 

But the big part of our day was Aidan and Josh getting to swim with dolphins.  Now, I’d looked on TripAdvisor before booking this excursion and I’m glad I did because I wasn’t let down.  As expected, the park itself was pretty run down and really had not much to offer beyond the dolphins.  We went to the dolphin show before the interaction that we had scheduled.  It wasn’t anything to write home about (and yet here I am, writing home) – I’ve seen much better shows.

However, you would have thought that Liam had never seen dolphins or a dolphin show before because he was absolutely in his element and so excited.  I also think that getting to see the dolphins beforehand got Aidan excited – I could tell he was a bit nervous about the idea beforehand.

Liam in awe of the dolphins

Look at her jump!


Josh and Aidan getting ready to swim


Josh and Aidan touching the dolphin

Look at that smile on Aidan's face

The dolphins were swimming all around them and when Josh and Aidan put their heads in the water, they said they could hear the dolphins "talking" under them.


Aidan hugging the dolphin

Aidan can barely control how cold he is here... what a trooper!

Josh hugging the dolphin

The only downside to today’s swim was the weather.  Now I know my friends back home won’t appreciate me complaining about temps in the early 60s, but add in 20 mph winds and not only did it not feel like 60, but of course, they had to get in the water too!!  Aidan was a total trooper and I think loved every moment of it. 

Ok, I normally don't buy the pictures these places take but I have to say, these all came out awesome, so we had to buy them!








So while the marine park wasn’t all that great, the swim with the dolphins was well worth the money.  Josh, I could tell, also loved it.  We kept this as our one big thing for today, keeping the day relatively low key and not overdoing it with the kids (we’ll do that on Wednesday!).  And in the end, the kids also got to swim in the hotel pool, putting a perfect end to the day!!

Besos,
Julie

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Easter Break Trip to MALTA!


Even though it has only been 4 weeks since our last trip, for some reason it feels like months.  Maybe it’s because February and March aren’t always the best times in Barcelona – the weather is chilly and it’s the “rainy” season.  So this month has just dragged in my mind.

But this is a good thing because it made me all the more excited for our trip to Malta!!  “Why Malta?” a lot of people have asked us.  Well, why not?  It’s an island, it’s only a 2 hour flight (located just south of Sicily and slightly east of Tunisia) and it has about 7000 years of history.  A trifecta of fun in my mind!  Add that to a hotel chain that we like with a 50% off sale and reasonable flights and it seemed like the perfect place to go to for the kids’ Semana Santa (Easter break).

The only bad part in my mind is that we had to fly.  I think I’ve mentioned this before but I seem to have gotten a bit more anxious as I fly these days.  You would think it would be just the opposite since we fly so often and it’s not like I wasn’t flying for years before we moved to Barcelona too.  But it gets worse and worse with every flight.  I haven’t let it stop me from travelling but regardless I can feel my heart pounding in my throat during takeoff and any little bump of turbulence is enough to have me white knuckle the seat.  Maybe I need meds…

Anyways, I digress… the flight was a bit bumpy, not my cup of tea.  I’m at about minus 10200 in my solitaire game which I only play when I fly.  Can you tell that I just need some kind of repetitive distraction???  But we made it and we made it safely. 

Seriously, you are already trying to take my picture??  I don't think so!!

But I love having my picture taken mommy!!!

Why won't you leave me alone??

I'll keep you company!
 
Malta Airport is pretty small and so it didn’t take long to get our luggage and our car.  We had gotten a really great deal on the car, I think it was less than 100 euros for 5 days… I should have known better.  When the guy at the Thrifty counter said that the car was missing it’s hubcaps because often they get stolen, that should have been a sign.  Go with what you know – and we usually use Sixt.  And let me tell you, I have yet to see another car on this island without hubcaps.  I also think that even when Josh and I bought our first cars, they were nicer than this car.  But it’s getting us from point A to point B and really that’s all that matters.

Our car, minus the hubcaps...

Our hotel, the Corinthia St. George Bay, was, as expected, excellent.  We have a room overlooking the Mediterranean – can’t beat that!  And with our late arrival at 9PM, the kids were super excited to have room service for dinner.  While the dinner was lackluster in my opinion, the trip is off to a good start.  And it doesn’t hurt that tomorrow, Monday, Josh and Aidan are going to swim with dolphins – I can’t wait to see!!!

Besos,
Julie 

Monday, March 18, 2013

The Rules of the Road

While I'm sure there are plenty of worse things that can happen, for today, there was nothing worse than coming out of my parent/teacher conferences to find that my car was no longer where I parked it.  It actually took me a minute to even realize it wasn't there.  I actually crossed the street over to another campus building, passing by the side of the street where my car was (no longer) parked and didn't make the connection that there was not a single car on that side of the road.  It wasn't til Aidan asked if he could wait in the car while I helped Liam's friend gather his things in his cubby that I realized that, no, Aidan, you can't wait in the car because the car... it's not there.

Ahhh Spain!  Because it's not enough that the kids didn't have school Friday or Monday because of conferences, but my big plan to have both kids have friends over so I could work while they were entertained was very quickly turning to dust.  I surprisingly took it all pretty well because I figured that this happens regularly up at school and they must know where my car was.  I immediately delegated Aidan to help Liam and Logan get Logan's things and I headed up to the school office to see if they could help me.  

So why was I towed?  Well, there is no parking lot at the school.  Everyone parks along the side streets next to the campus buildings.  These are not official city parking spots but with several private schools in the area, beggars can't be choosers.  And from what I know, and I could be totally wrong, they don't tow during drop off or dismissal times.  But it has been a concern for me on the days that I pick Aidan up and then have to wait and hour to pick up Liam - the only good thing is that the school up the road gets out at 5 so my hope is the tow trucks don't bother with the cars during those times.  

But today I wasn't there during drop off or pick up times - I was there at 9:30 for conferences that would take me til 11:30.  Regardless, it was totally unexpected and not the way I was planning to spend the rest of my morning.  

The good news is that, as expected, the school is used to this and not only had a piece of paper with all the details on where I needed to go, but also called a taxi for me as I not only had my two kids but a friend of Liam's with me (and we still had to go pick up a friend of Aidan's!).  The taxi arrived pretty promptly and we were off to the Dipòsit Municipal.  

Thankfully the school was prepared!

It was pretty straightforward thankfully - they asked for my license plate number which I don't know.  I described the car and he told me where it was and that I had to bring my registration back for them to confirm everything.  So I hunted down my car in the lot, got the registration and then back to the payment counter.

It took him forever.  It wasn't a complex process, but he had to copy all of my registration info, all my license info (good thing I had that!) and then the computer froze and he had to do it all by hand.  About 15 minutes and 147 euros later, my little car was free!!!

It felt really good that I didn't freak out and knew that somehow I would find my car despite not being able to communicate totally fluently.  It was just an ahhhhh Spain kind of moment that I knew had to sneak up sooner or later!!  Right now, my car is safe and secure in her little spot in my garage and there she shall stay for the rest of the day!!

Logan, Liam and Aidan ready to leave the tow lot!

Besos,
Julie

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Walk This Way

Before moving to Barcelona, the closest that Josh and I had ever been to living in a city was when we lived on Chestnut Street in Waltham, just a block off of Moody Street.  We used to walk down Moody Street a lot, to restaurants, to bars... and....um, that's it.  We drove everywhere else.  But it was likely the closest experience to city living that we've had up til now.  And that was 14 years ago...

Fast forward to 2010 when we moved to Barcelona.  First off, we had no car (and didn't for just about 3 years), we were living in the center of the city and suddenly we were walking EVERYWHERE!  Our options, walking and public transportation.  And often times when it was just Liam and I, which it was for the first 9 months here, we opted to walk.  We walked everywhere.  We walked just about everyday.  And we probably covered miles just about each day.  The only times we stayed home was if it rained.

Barcelona is a totally walkable city.  It's not as big as it appears and Liam and I spent a chunk of time those first nine months just exploring every inch of it.  The climate is great for walking all year round, except of course in August when just getting the one block to the grocery store is a challenge.

I used walking as a way to entertain Liam.  It was also a time where I hadn't quite gotten my bearings as far as where to shop for what products - something that I have since become uber efficient with.  And so we had spent a lot of time doing our errands, walking to the beach, walking to the park, etc.  I wasn't working as many hours since he was home with me.  Once Liam headed off to school in the fall of 2010, I found myself not needing to walk as much.

My walking didn't stop entirely, just slowed down a bit.  If I was walking 3 miles a day before, then I was down to maybe 2 miles a day.  My social life picked up when Liam left for school and so I would meet up with friends for lunch, some shopping and often would walk home from the center of town.  Just being out and about in the city center meant I was walking quite a bit.

But in the last 6 months, my social life has taken a significant hit - I still have friends here but we all have different commitments in our lives these days leaving very few days to get together.  I've also increased my work load quite a bit, thereby not leaving the house as much as I used to.  And as I mentioned, I've also become more efficient in my errands, not needing to do much more than go to the grocery store and perhaps the fruit/vegetable stand around the corner from me daily.  Beyond that, everything else is done when Josh takes the kids to tennis on Saturday morning.

I didn't realize how little I've been walking though these days. Not until this week at least.  Spring has finally arrived in Barcelona.  I know, I know... I can't complain about the weather here.  But winter is still winter and it's brisk and chilly here and not always very sunny.  And it does not motivate you to get out and about to walk by yourself much.

But with the arrival of spring the other day, all I wanted to do was to get out in the city and... walk.  And I did.  A lot.  My feet hurt after.  It's been a long time since my feet hurt after walking - I thought I was immune to that after all the walking I did here for those first 2 1/2 years.  But apparently you can reverse that process.  I walked from home to Placa Catalunya and all around.  Placa Catalunya is only about 1 1/2 miles from me, but it was an intense walk - and one where I just took in everything around me.  That night, I walked to meet up with a friend for dinner - about 3/4 mile from me which I could have reduced by taking the metro but didn't.  We continued on to dinner and then I walked home from dinner since it wasn't too late - which added on some more milage for my day.  And it felt good.  Ok, the fact that it started to rain on my way home wasn't the best, but overall, it felt good to be out and about again.

So while I go to the gym 5 days a week, I've been feeling lately like that just isn't enough.  But my thought is that I need to get back to my walking.  I need to get my blood flowing again and be out and about in this city.  It's a beautiful city and I have forgotten to appreciate my time here while I can - it's become home and often with home, we forget that there were reasons we moved here in the first place.

My new commitment.  If I'm not going to be out socializing like I used to be, I also cannot sit behind my desk for several hours a day... I need to inject some exercise in the middle, above and beyond my morning work out.  And so my new goal is to start walking more again and exploring the city, there are always nooks and crannies that I haven't seen.  Because some day we will be back in the US and back to driving everywhere.  I need to get back to walking while I can.  It needs to become a habit again.  I'm afraid to make a commitment as to how much extra walking I can do and still get my work done and all other daily obligations, but I can definitely see myself adding more.  We'll see how it goes!

Besos,
Julie

Zip Lining... Again!

Aidan LOVED zip lining last weekend.  He's a natural athlete and being the trees just gave him the perfect opportunity to not just be outdoors in nature, but to challenge himself in ways he hasn't done in quite some time.  He loved it so much last weekend that we told him if the weather was nice this weekend we would take both him and Liam to do it.

And that's what we did today.  The place where Aidan went last weekend for a birthday party also has courses for little kids Liam's age and for adults.  While Josh and I did not participate today, that doesn't mean we (ok, I mean Josh because let's be realistic, I'm NEVER doing this) won't in the future.  Today was about getting Liam started and letting both Josh and I focus on one kid at a time.

Well, Liam is now hooked too.  He loved it.  He had a bit of a problem with the carabiner - he could put it on each line, but he couldn't remove it.  So it was good that his course was quite a bit lower in altitude because I ended up helping him out quite a bit.  But he loved every single moment!!

I didn't get as many pictures of Aidan this time since Josh was with him and I was helping Liam, but I did get some along with a few videos of him doing the zip line.

Aidan's first zip line

Aidan's 2nd zip line

Aidan at the start of his first course

Aidan walking along the wire

Waiting at his next station

Getting ready to zip

Waving to daddy!

Aidan zip lining

Climbing the rock wall before his next obstacle

Those ropes look hard!!  But not for Aidan - he flies across them!

He's practically running!


The kid before Aidan took a good 10 mins to cross this log... it took Aidan about 20 seconds!


One happy kid!

Liam isn't quite as athletically skilled as his brother but he did surprisingly well and didn't fall a single time!  That alone was pretty impressive!  There were a few moments where he struggled (the rope wall being one) but he held on and persevered - and was successful!  Go Liam!!

We've already decided there will be a next time and when it happens, Josh will do the same course as Aidan so they can be together.  

Liam learning the ropes

And he's on his own!

I love this!!!!

It's hard but I've got it!

Awww, this is easy compared to that wire!

These are a little hard... 

At the end of the (zip) line...

Getting ready to zip!

More ropes

And a wooden log

This was his least favorite spot

Look at me!!

These are a little tricky!

Slightly defeated - must remember to push off harder!

And more logs

And one more wire

Liam's first zip line!!

Liam's 2nd zip line

Liam's 3rd zip line

Liam's 4th zip line

Liam's 5th zip line

After the boys did their 2 courses each of the ropes and zip lining, we were off to do a picnic lunch in the field nearby.  It was a great chance to just hang out together and for the boys to run off what little energy they had left after an invigorating morning.  It was a great way to spend a Sunday!

Besos,
Julie 

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Torn Between Two Worlds

Recently Josh and I have been having a lot of discussions about our future beyond our time in Barcelona and where that might be.  Is it in Europe, the USA or maybe even somewhere else?  And honestly we are torn between the best of both worlds... what is best for our family?  What is best for us for work?  What is best for safety?  Lifestyle?  There are so many factors that play into these decisions and while they don't have to be forever decisions, they are what is guiding us over the next several years.

As I said to Josh the other night as we were having one of our many talks, while I have no regrets over us having moved here in the first place and that I would do it again in a heartbeat, I also feel that it has f*%$ed me up too - that my eyes are open more to the pros and cons of both options and I don't know that either is a perfect fit.  I no longer feel that I belong 100% in either place.  It's a weird feeling of limbo, almost purgatory - you are neither here nor there.  No where feels like home now.  I love life in Spain but yet, there are many pieces that prevent it from feeling truly like home.  And home, well, it will always have a special place in my heart, but I feel that I have changed and I don't know that I fit in there quite as well as I used to either.

However, that being said, like the weather in New England my opinion on this changes every 5 minutes. When I started writing this I felt compelled to stay here in Europe and today as I write, I ache for home. It all depends on the day and mood I guess!

This life here in Barcelona; it has been a challenging life for me.  By no means does that make it a horrible life!  I mean that it's difficult in that every day presents me with new challenges that take me to the brink and back.  Sure they are things that in some cases have become easy, mundane even... but that doesn't mean that life isn't constantly presenting me with even the silliest of things to deal with.  However, with this "hardship" means that I have also realized that I'm a much stronger person that I ever gave myself credit for.  Maybe I never needed to be strong in this way before.  Maybe I needed this challenge in my life.  However a life that is always a challenge can also be exhausting.  And there are just so many days where I just want to accomplish things that I set out to do and OMG, accomplish it!!   On the first try...

So how do we make this decision??  There is no easy answer.  What are the pros and cons to life at home or in Europe?  I've made a "little" (I use that term loosely as you know I'm not one to mince words) list of 15 criteria that I think are important.

1.  Living a life less ordinary

Did you know that there are only about 6 million people (excluding military) that are considered to be American ex-pats?  That's only about 2% of our population that are taking an opportunity to live a life less ordinary.  They have left for a variety of reasons - visit for vacation and never leave, fall in love with a country or with a person who lives in that country, come for a job, retirement, etc etc.

If you thought those numbers were interesting, did you know that only about 33% of Americans have passports?  That means more than half have no plans to ever even leave the States, much less live somewhere else.  And to add to that, this is a significant increase within the last 10 years, in part due to the need to now have a passport to enter Mexico and Canada.  So while more people are leaving the US, many may not be travelling far.

This puts our family in a minority.  There are so few people out there living this extraordinary life that we are lucky enough to experience.  And so few have even taken the time to do the kind of extensive travel that we have done in the last 3+ years.  Is this something we can so easily give up?

I recognize that the US is HUGE... that I could fly across all of Europe faster than I could the US.  That a good chunk of Europe could actually fit inside Texas.  And that many people might not find the need to leave as there is plenty to experience right on our home soil.  And while this is true, I think there is something to be said about experiencing other cultures and languages, not to mention history that goes back thousands of years beyond ours in the US.

2.  The economy

A friend of mine asked me the other day what the draw is to living in Europe.  Right now the economy is in the shitter big time, not that the US is all that much better... so why stay in a place that is in such an economic depression that doesn't look to be improving any time in the near future?  Well, I don't have a really good answer for this one other than, knock on wood, it hasn't really affected us negatively at this point.  It's not to say that it couldn't, but in this moment, things are good.  In fact, because of the deflated economy we got our new apartment at a super deal compared to what it normally would go for.

And in the US, well, as we know, anything could happen there as well.  The economy is in a better position right now than in Europe but that doesn't mean it's perfect either.  Last I heard, I'm pretty sure California is broke???  And there are several states not that far behind.  However, I think that there are more opportunities for us to grow both of our careers than in Europe and in places that don't necessarily have to be Boston.  I also think that beyond growing our careers, people are paid better in the US and so from a financial standpoint, we would be better off living there during our working years.

3.  The American Dream

What exactly is the American Dream?  According to an essay that I read, the American Dream,  "Some say that the American Dream has become the pursuit of material prosperity - that people work more hours to get bigger cars, fancier homes, the fruits of prosperity for their families - but have less time to enjoy their prosperity.... Yet others look towards a new American Dream with less focus on financial gain and more emphasis on living a simple, fulfilling life".

The first prospect to me is the life we used to live at home.  The constant need to keep up with the Jones'.  It's the rat race of life.  It's the inability to unplug from work because you are always expected to be a part of it, even when you are on vacation.  

It is a life where we live to work rather than working to live - which I think is more the final statement - less focus on financial gain and more emphasis on living a fulfilling life.  This is where Josh and I want to be.  It's not to say money isn't important, but it's the idea of going back to working to live rather than living to work.  Don't get me wrong, our careers are important to both of us.  But they don't define who we are.  We are more than our careers.  Just like we are more than parents too.  Interestingly enough, here in Spain (I'm assuming the rest of Europe is similar), it's actually considered rude to ask people what they do for work.  We are people who are well rounded and have a variety of interests that we want to pursue.  

So can we achieve the American Dream?  Well, as I said, I think many of us manage to fulfill the first of these statements where we work hard to gain more.  But is that healthy?  I don't think so.  I don't think that we can achieve the latter in the US until we are of retirement age.  I think there is too much pressure to continuously achieve and keep up with our peers to let us take a step back and refocus on a simpler life.  That being said, I think we can achieve portions of it but not without sacrifice of other important parts of our lives.  

4.  Culture

Before moving to Europe I can say that my exposure to culture was pretty much limited to the outskirts of Boston - Jamaica Plain, Dorchester, you get the picture.  It was pretty limited and I really hadn't given it much thought that I was missing anything.  Sure, I wanted to travel but with 2 little kids, I didn't see much until they got older.  Until we came to Barcelona for our discovery trip, I had never even left the US beyond Canada (see I was one of those who didn't even have a passport til I was an adult!) and the Bahamas.

So you can imagine the culture shock when moving to a new country.  Siestas, late lunches and even later dinners, a culture that enables you to live and let live.  And of course, all of this is in a language that we don't speak fluently.  It's all very different from that at home.  Small mom and pop shops instead of huge conglomerates (that's not to say there aren't a few but people go there less than the mom and pops).  Add in the kids' school where there are kids from 40 different countries, many of which have done extensive travel throughout the world and you suddenly feel a little inadequate in your little US world.  We've met amazingly interesting people from all over the world.  Not all have become friends, but many have left their impact on our lives.

The US is full of culture that I don't think I saw before moving here.  It's only upon reflection do I better see what a melting pot the US is, especially in the cities.  But that means making sure we take the time to explore those parts.

5.  Travel

It goes without saying that travel here in Europe is significantly easier and cheaper than that in the US.  Sadly I have seen very little of the US and our time here has really motivated me to rectify this - it's a shame that we haven't seen more of it and I look forward to exploring places like the Grand Canyon with Josh and the kids in the future.  And this summer, New York City!  Yes, I've been but honestly I've never seen the Empire State Building or the Statue of Liberty - I can't wait for the kids and I to visit while we are home on vacation this summer and start adding some new places to our list!

The United States is huge, but it's also expensive.  And travel is not cheap.  While we will whittle away at our list of places to go, it will most definitely take more time to achieve than it will in Europe.  I can honestly say I've been to more places in Europe than I have in the US.  That's kind of sad.  But with ridiculously low travel costs (no joke, I flew to Scotland for 37 euros roundtrip - can you fly Boston to DC which is about the same distance for that little?), we have been able to go somewhere new just about every 6 weeks, with months where we are able to do one, two or even three trips!!

6.  Language

Ha!!!  This is my Achilles heel.  Where I said above that this just doesn't feel like home... I'd say that language is probably 75% of that problem.  And it's a problem that I'm constantly working on to rectify.  But it's a long slow process.  There are some days where I'm super excited about how far I've come and others where I just can't take one more word or thought in Spanish and just want to bury my head in the sand.  I'm proud of what I've accomplished in 3 years and hope to keep up with it when we move home but realistically, I'm sure life will get in the way.  However, on my end, right now I am taking lessons with a private tutor, participate in an intercambio (language exchange) weekly, and have been making more and more attempts to have random conversations with anyone who crosses my path.

And so, I will do my very best to ensure the kids keep up with it when we go home.  Josh and I have already talked about hiring tutors to make sure the kids don't lose their language skills.  It is so important in this day and age to speak more than one language.  I think I was pretty naive about this before moving here but now I'm so much more aware and see language all around me.  Even this past summer when the kids and I were at the Boston Children's Museum I noticed that the signage for every exhibit wasn't just in English but in Spanish as well.

I've found that many people here don't just speak two languages but many speak three or four.  I know that this is in part due to proximity to other countries nearby.  But in the US, even before we moved here, I always found it frustrating and annoying how people would say "hey, you live here, speak the language".  Do any of these people know how HARD it is to learn a new language?  I think this is such an ignorant thing to say - you have no idea how hard these people are working (or perhaps not) to learn English and the system in the US is not like in other parts of the world.

Here, if you at least attempt to speak the language, people will help you.  They are kind.  And often times, they will speak English to you (if they can) because they WANT to practice it.  I feel like in the US, we often look at those who don't speak English perfectly as a bit of a pariah.

Aidan and I were talking about this the other day.  At tennis over the weekend, a little girl came up to him and spoke to him in very basic English.  He appreciated it so very much.  He said that while he understands the instructors speaking in Spanish (and often Catalan), he doesn't respond because he feels like everyone is watching him.  Even when he just says sí, he says that everyone stares at him, like look at the American kid speak Spanish.  I reminded him that when he goes home someday to remember this and perhaps show a bit more patience and tolerance to a new kid in school or a kid that might not speak perfect English.

7.  Quality of Life

So Josh rarely participates in this blog, but when I was passing this idea by him, he pretty much took over this part of the entry.  And so, while I am retyping it so it's not a jumble of notes, I want to give credit where credit is due.

Try to google "best quality of life" or "best places to live" and often times you'll find many of the top cities in Europe.  One of the pieces that these surveys takes into account is happiness.  It's not just about wealth, but about being happy in your life.  While the economy here isn't great at this point in time, this is likely in part because there is a good work/life balance.  It is not all about the bottom line.  Many people would disagree with this being important.  And yes, companies need to make money.  But you'll find that many companies here that are based in Europe, also find it important to have that balance.

Part of this balance is having the weekends for families.  Many shops are closed starting mid day on Saturday (some close for siesta and reopen later but many close for the day at siesta) and are not open at all on Sundays with the exception of 2 to 3 weekends a year around Christmas time.   This is a time for families.  Whether out for a stroll, having a beer or glass of wine in a square with friends while the kids run around and play, or just staying home to cook the extended family meal on the weekends, this is a time where quality of life really comes into play.  This took Josh and I a long time to get used to.  We're used to running errands on the weekends.  To doing yard work (which we have no yard at the moment so that helps eliminate that) or general household chores that we don't have time for during the week.  But with nothing open, nothing gets done.  Except to disconnect and relax.

Another example of this ability to disconnect is vacation time.  Here it is LAW that you get a MINIMUM of 4 weeks of vacation time.  And you are expected to use it and to not check in and to not do work during this time.  Unless things have changed, many companies at home start you with one, maybe 2 weeks and you slowly can gain time after that.  Josh has been with Vistaprint for 12 years and has 4 weeks of vacation time - but it took a long time to earn that!  And with people not staying with companies as long as they used to, it gets harder and harder to accrue that time.  Not to mention that when you do take vacation time, it's not truly vacation because often times you are expected to check your email, to not totally disconnect because someone may need you for a meeting or a call or just to get some information.  In this day and age where everything is instant, the idea of having to wait a week for you to respond on a project while you are away just isn't acceptable.  This makes taking the time off of work to, let me say it again... disconnect... is near impossible.

As you can see, this quality of life blurb is an important one and has a variety of aspects to it.  Another example, maternity leave.  In the US, you are lucky to get 6 weeks and it's not always paid.  In most of Europe it's 6 months, if not more.  And it's paid.  Wouldn't it be nice to stay home with your infant for just a little longer before sending he/she to daycare??

The food.  There is no Whole Foods or Trader Joe's here.  The food is pretty much organic because that's just the way it's done.  The meats and vegetables last only a few days in my fridge rather than for weeks.  There are hardly any preservatives in the majority of food here (of course with the exception of canned goods).  It's healthier, no doubt about it.

And this is a big piece of us coming home at some point that concerns me.  I miss choice.  God, I miss choice so much but at the same time, choice is not always a good thing.  Do we really need 50 types of cereal?  I think here I might have a dozen.  And we're just fine for it.  But all those sugary, salty, preservatives and chemicals and so much more.  I can't even imagine what we would be putting into our kids.  And just to put it out there because I know this one that Josh always comments on - the soda here, it has sugar listed at it's first ingredient.  Take a look at your coca-cola and let me know what it says, but I'm pretty sure it's corn syrup.  Now, I'm not saying that sugar is good for you either, but it's not manufactured like corn syrup is.

And finally, to round off this section, I should also note that the life expectancy here is pretty exceptional.  Especially here in Spain - as a matter of fact there was just an article in The Guardian about this - http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2013/mar/05/spanish-highest-life-expectancy-europe.  I have no doubt this is in part, not just to the diet here, but also the work/life balance.  The people here seem to have it down pretty pat and I'm hopeful that one day we can manage to train ourselves to slow down more.

8.  Safety

This morning as I was getting ready after the gym, I was thinking about running at home.  I don't know why, I just was.  Maybe it was the weather (which today here is actually rainy and chilly) that made me think about what we will do when we move back some day.  But regardless, the thought that went through my head was that at home, when I run outside, I run around our block...over and over again.  I don't ever leave the neighborhood.  Why?  Because I don't feel safe.  I'm not worried about kidnappers, not that kind of unsafe.  But more so with cars, etc.  And yet, here I am living in a decent sized metropolitan city where I run outside all the time, albeit in the earlier hours of the morning when there isn't so much traffic.  But it made me think of safety in general as well when I was thinking about that.

I feel incredibly safe in Barcelona.  I can't speak to other cities or countries in Europe since I haven't lived in any of them.  And at home, I felt safe there too.  Because it's home and it's all I knew.  But now I know more.  And it concerns me.  In the wake of the Sandy Hook school shooting, I'm worried about the safety of my children.  Are they ever going to truly be safe - in school, in a movie theater, walking down the street?

I was thinking of our house on the cape this morning too - we live a few miles from the beach.  I'd love to think that when we move back (expected when Aidan is 11 and Liam 8) that Aidan could bike to the beach.  But immediately after thinking that I thought, OMG, no way is he biking to the beach!!  Someone could steal him!!  Now this isn't a new thought on my mind, it was just one that I happened to have this morning.  Maybe I'll change my mind when he is 11 and I see that he's much more mature than the 8 1/2 year old that he currently is.  But the point is, I don't worry about someone stealing him or Liam here.  They are NOT allowed to roam our neighborhood just so you know, I mean we do live in a city, I'm not stupid.  But that doesn't mean that at 11 I wouldn't trust him to take the metro because I'm pretty sure that I would.  And that's in a city.

In the US, we've been programmed for fear.  I don't want to live like that and I don't know how to deprogram myself from doing so.  Maybe it will just be being back and in our own environment that will do it.  Who knows.  But regardless, I feel that my kids are safer here in Europe, especially in Spain where they are incredibly in tune with kids.  Kids are put on pedestals here (yet not to the point of being spoiled, they are just truly cherished).  With strict gun control and this desire to treat children like royalty, I really don't fear for my children here.

9.  Friends and Family

My friends are my friends no matter where I live.  At least my true friends.  I've found that moving abroad has definitely changed a few of those friendships, not all for the good but it has strengthen others.  Go figure.  Regardless, I love my friends here, don't get me wrong - they are awesome.  But living a life of an ex-pat has its draws and that is the constant merry-go-round of people coming and going.  It's dizzying.  And it's heartbreaking.  And though we now have friends all over the world (that we will at some point come and visit!), there is something to be said about stability.  I'm making more and more local friends which helps in the constant exodus - slowly gaining stability in a life that is anything but.  However, I still miss the stability of my friendships at home.

Family would be a big reason for us to move back.  It constantly breaks my heart that the kids are growing up without their grandparents, aunts, uncles and extended family around.  Everyone has been so wonderfully supportive of us and our decision to move abroad for what was only going to be 2 years.  Can we really keep the kids away for much longer??

10.  Commercialization

I mentioned earlier in this post (are you sick of this post yet?) about choice.  And not having much of it.  I miss choice.  I crave choice.  What I wouldn't give for 50 flavors of Yoplait yogurt.  And I don't even like yogurt that much.  But it's the idea of getting to choose that is appealing.  My grocery store here is about 1/5 the size of my Super Stop n Shop in Attleboro.  And that's being generous.  It might be even smaller.

Regardless, when I enter my grocery store, I am not constantly bombarded with images from the latest movie, cartoon or character begging me to buy their product.  The stores here are much smaller, even when you leave the city.  And there is limited choice not just in the grocery stores.

It's also a society that isn't as concerned, as far as I can tell, about keeping up with the Jones' nor with particular brand names.  Yes, people like certain brands, you'll find that everywhere.  But it doesn't feel as pressured here to have the best of the best all the time.  Add to that the fact that things here are much more expensive and you'll find people buying a whole lot less but being more picky about what it is that they choose.

11.  Cost of living

As I mentioned above, the cost of living here isn't cheap.  We're lucky enough to have an ex-pat package that helps us to alleviate some of the costs.  But aside from food, things are pretty pricey.  A good example is toys.  Yes, I know, my kids have more toys than god.  But the majority of them were brought from the US because here, they are exceptionally expensive.  For example, about a year or so ago, I was in a store and I saw a Star Wars Mr. Potato Head.  Now both of my kids are too old for Mr. Potato Head but the reason he stood out to me was his price... 50 euros!!  Yes, good old Mr. Potato Head cost about $60 US.  Can you imagine?  If all your toys cost that much, you probably wouldn't have that many of them.

Utilities are much more expensive and so used sparingly.  We don't even own a dryer these days.  We did in our old apartment and the cost to run it was insane.  And with the temperate climate I can dry my clothes outside pretty easily 85% of the year.  Not to mention when we had one it would blow a fuse 9 out of 10 times which wears on your.

From the perspective of what it takes to manage a household, I think we could do it cheaper in the US if we were to take the things we learned by living in Europe (ie, living without all the excess crap) and actually apply it to our lives at home.  I lease a VW Golf here - I'm not so worried about buying the most premium brand I can afford like I was in the States.  I'm more concerned that it's reliable and can get me from point A to point B.  Without my multiple trips to Target, Baby Gap and Toys r Us per week, I think we could live like kings ;)

12.  Weather 

It's really kind of hard to pick a place to live and not consider the weather.  If I were only choosing between Boston and Barcelona, sorry but Barcelona would win hands down.  We've had about 6 weeks now of pretty cold weather.  Cold being mid 50s.  Yeah, that's downright freezing here.  And the nights have been in the upper 30s to lower 40s.  Since mid January thru most of February.  It's miserable.  Ok, I've rubbed it in enough.  Sorry, but yes, if it's between Boston and BCN, there is no contest.

However, we're talking about the future beyond our time in Barcelona.  And so there is no guarantee we would remain in Spain or go back to Attleboro.  Who knows where we will end up.  All I can say is that at least as far as I'm concerned, this now thin blooded girl will be looking to be warm!!!

13.  Stability

No matter where we go, it's important for us to have stability.  This has been the drawback to life as an ex-pat.  Not knowing whether we should extend or to go home, constantly making changes to our game plan, it has thrown me off my game.  I want to know that we will be some place for a definitive period of time!

14.  Commute

As I stream my Boston radio as I write this... it's currently 7:15AM (EST) and all I hear is traffic is backed up end to end on the Pike.  Yeah, we just don't want to do that any more.  Josh used to leave for work at 6:15AM and with any luck would make it to work within an hour.  If he was off by even 10 minutes leaving the house you could kiss that time goodbye and easily add on 30 more minutes.

Maybe this means we are better off living in the city no matter what country we live in.  Or finding work closer to home?  Or the opposite and move our home to be closer to work.  Regardless of where we live, he no longer wants to endure that commute and I can't say that I blame him.  Thankfully I work from home :)

And finally, most importantly...

15.  Aidan and Liam

The lessons our kids have learned here go way beyond language skills, they have learned about new cultures.  They have learned that life goes beyond the borders of Massachusetts - their school is made up of kids from 40 different countries.  They have learned compassion for others, gained a sense of adventure and how to adjust to new environments...

They are seasoned travelers.  They now look at flights as long flights (flying across the ocean) and short flights (a quick 1-3 hr hop locally).  If it's a short one, they go, "oh, that's no big deal".  They love exploring new places - I really don't think they would care if those places are in the US or in Europe.

Josh and I both like the idea of educating the kids in Europe or somewhere other than the US.  That doesn't mean that the school system is bad in the US, that's not what I'm saying - we are incredibly fortunate to have great schools in Massachusetts.  We just like the idea of them having an international education.

Beyond education though, as I mentioned above, I hate the idea of keeping the kids from our families for an even longer period of time than we already have.  Do we stick with our 5 1/2 year plan or go beyond that?

What does that mean for them when we go home someday?  Will they be bored after experiencing this whirlwind of a life?  Or will they just be so thrilled to be back on American soil that they won't care?  I do know that Aidan especially has missed his friends so much.  And no joke, it took him 3 years to adjust to life here and he now loves it.  So how do we potentially move him again to somewhere new?  And how do we survive the aftermath of that?  He, especially, craves stability.

Liam only remembers life here.  He has friends at home but the relationships are not that of what Aidan had at home since he was so little when we left.  His closest friends are here in Barcelona.  But we are fortunate that he is an easy going kid and will go with the flow.  We have no doubt that whatever we decide for the future, he will take on with his usual positive attitude.

In the end, there are so many pros and cons to life both here and at home.  Maybe we should more to the Caribbean and start this list all over again???  Regardless, I'm terrified of making the wrong decision but at the same time, I know when the time comes, whatever we decide, it will be as a family and that we will take all of this criteria, and I'm sure much more, into account.  No decisions are being made today so really, this is just an exercise in the what if's... but better to be prepared because as I said, like the weather in New England, wait 5 minutes and it will change.

Besos,
Julie