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Berlin

After sharing in the wonderful occasion of Miss Sarah’s wedding, and letting Richard grab a couple of hours shuteye as he’d only just arrived back in the country, we packed the car and headed for Germany. Our destination was Berlin, but as it’s such a long drive from Antwerp we stopped for the night in the city of Bielefeld. Here we ate yummy Middle Eastern food (in honour of the fact that Richard’s favourite fact about Berlin is that the most eaten food item there is the doner kebab!), and stumbled across a fair. As we are getting close to summer fairs are starting to pop up all over the place – big one in Antwerp this weekend. It was the usual sort of thing – loud music, lots of neon, overpriced rides and lots of sausages for sale at the food stalls. The girls had a pony ride which they loved – sorry no photos – left the camera in the car.

In the morning we made our way to Berlin via a quick stop in the city of Magdeburg. In Magdeburg I stocked up on a few Reisenthel goodies and we discovered a men’s clothing store where 50% of the clothing on sale was branded with all sorts of kiwiana – NZ flags on sleeves and “Auckland” emblazoned across the front of tshirts! Since the rest of the clothing in the store all bore Karl Lagerfeld’s label, one can only conclude that there is some cachet in Magdeburg wearing a tshirt with the name of a New Zealand city on it! Definitely one of the weirdest things we’ve encountered. Perhaps one wears them whilst decorating one’s garden with these.

We were a bit late arriving in Berlin owing to the enormous traffic jam we got stuck in just after leaving Magdeburg. A huge truck had somehow overheated and burst into flames – quite a dramatic scene once we were able to drive past. The girls were very impressed!

Berlin was sunny and warm when we arrived late Saturday afternoon. Our hotel was in the Tiergarten – an area of central Berlin dominated by a large park. As soon as we’d checked in and stowed our gear we headed out to do some exploring.

Waiting at the Tiergarten stop for the S-Bahn or city train.

Our first stop was the Brandenburg gate, perhaps the most well-known landmark of Berlin. It is the only remaining gate of a series through which Berlin was once entered.

From the Brandenberg Gate it was a short stroll to the Riechstag and the Holocaust Memorial.

The Reichstag building was built to house the parliament of the German Empire but fell into disuse after the partition of Berlin. After the reunification of Berlin it was renovated and once again is home to the German parliament.

The Memorial to the Murdered Jews of Europe is a roughly 5 acre square site covered in 2,711 concrete slabs arranged in a grid pattern on a sloping field.

The slabs vary in height and are designed to produce an uneasy and confusing atmosphere.

I definitely had feelings of unease and confusion. The evening was so beautiful. Dotted around on top of the slabs were people – reading, sunbathing, chatting, Olive and Edie loved seeing which slabs they could scale and then used them like giant stepping stones. In one corner a small groups of monks were chanting – all in all it was quiet, serene and beautiful.  And yet here we were in a place that marked so much death and despair. My initial reaction was to tell the girls to stop climbing, be quiet and show some respect. But of course I couldn’t expect that of them and in retrospect seeing the memorial covered in “life” is probably the best way to honour those who were murdered.  The construction of this memorial was not without controversy which I guess is only to be expected when dealing with such a sensitive subject.

As we only had one full day in Berlin I asked the concierge at the hotel what his recommendations were and he suggested the zoo and the wall. Because we live within a stone’s throw of the Antwerp Zoo we tend not to make zoo visits on our travels, but Berlin’s zoo is one of the most popular zoos in the world and is the most visited zoo in Europe, plus it was such a beautiful day, so we were happy to spend half our day in Berlin amongst 17,500 animals.

Hippos basking in the sun. During the second world war the zoo was completely destroyed and only 91 out of 3,715 animals survived.

We all had a wee giggle when we learned the name of the standing polar bear – Nancy!

Along with watching the polar bears feed, seeing this panda up close was a real highlight.

A very glum looking ape 😦

We loved the mountain goats little alpine hut.

After leaving the zoo we caught the S-Bahn and headed to one of the remaining sections of the Berlin Wall. We’d been advised to visit the section known as the East Side Gallery. This is a 1.3km long section which was decorated with murals by international artists in 1990. Unfortunately many of the paintings have been damaged by erosion, graffiti and vandalism.

Checking out the remains of the Berlin Wall.

It had a real wasteland feel to it – lots of rubbish on the ground, people milling around – not quite what I was expecting.

The East Side Gallery.

Answering Olive’s questions about why the wall was there and what happened when people tried to get over it was proving a bit challenging too! So we retreated back to the cool of our hotel for a wee rest before dinner.

Once again we’d been given great tips from friends about places to go in Berlin, so after freshening up we made a beeline for Hackesche Hofe – Germany’s largest enclosed courtyard area. Here we ate schnitzel and apple strudel and then explored the 8 interconnected courtyards which were designed in the Jugendstil or Art Nouveau style.

Art Nouveau courtyard.

Checking out the beautiful blue tiling.

It was really beautiful and inside some of the courtyards were stores selling products designed and made in Berlin. My favourite was the Ampelmann shop where you could buy a whole range of things inspired by the little red and green figures that were used on the traffic lights in East Berlin.

The Ampelmann.

Apartment building inside one of the courtyards.

Olive and Edie were thrilled to discover this see saw when we ventured into another courtyard.

Olive and Edie were thrilled to discover this see saw when we ventured into another courtyard.

From there we headed for the river front, enjoying the first real warm weather we’d experienced for months. There were people everywhere enjoying the late evening sun and we were thrilled to stumble upon a very cool outdoor cafe and dance floor…

Beautiful buildings down by the river.

And some Ampelmann traffic lights in action.

Dancing al fresco – very cool. The girls would have watched for hours.

Soon it was time to catch the train home.  The following morning we began the long drive back to Antwerp. Because we are leaving Europe soon and want to see as much as possible in our remaining few months, we took a detour to the city of Leipzig where Bach worked for many years and where Wagner was born. Schumann, Mahler and Mendelssohn all worked in the city too, giving it a very illustrious musical pedigree.

Messing around in Leipzig.

Cathedral where Bach worked.

We thoroughly enjoyed our time in Germany – Berlin in particular was a great city – I enjoyed it much more than I had expected.

Richard went back to the States this morning and after popping home for a very quick two days he’s then off to New Zealand for two weeks. We’re all looking forward to the end of all that travelling once we get to the States!

I’m hoping to visit and write about a few Antwerp landmarks that I’ve sorely neglected and now that time is running out I really need to get to them! Take care everyone. Sending lots of love from a scorching Antwerp – whilst crossing my fingers that the stunning weather lasts 🙂

Zes jaar oud!

So we now have a very big six year old in our house. For Olive it was a very long time coming. For at least the last three months there was much discussion in our house around the topic of the 6th birthday. How many more days until my birthday? I’d like this cake / that cake and it’s going to be this theme / that theme for my party – I think you get the picture.

I love the theme that Olive finally settled on – children of the world. It just sums up perfectly for me one of the big rewards of this expat life. Both Olive and Edie are so interested in different cultures and languages, and are now so much more aware of the incredibly diverse world that we live in. Attending an international school just highlights this further.

I gave Olive the option of getting a professionally designed invitation – so easy to do and not that expensive if you use a site like Etsy – but she insisted that the design be hers. I was really proud of the effort she put into her invitation and we were all thrilled with the result.

First she drew the globe, then the children. She cut everything out herself then we scanned it into the computer. Voila! An original Olive design.

The other thing that Olive was determined to do was have her party at home. With 24 children on the guest list this was going to be something of a challenge but the teacher in me rose to the occasion and planning it all was lots of fun. The party itself was lots of fun too but I very much needed several glasses of wine come Saturday evening and I think it’s safe to say that’s the last big birthday party we host at home!

Here are some photos from the day Olive turned six and the big children of the world party.

Zes jaar oud vandaag! Hip hip hoera!

One of the great things about birthdays now is the parcels that come from New Zealand - especially when there are chocolate fish in them! Thanks Granny 🙂

A birthday hug for big sis.

Olive loved the fact that this year she could read all her birthday cards herself.

This is all she asked for -a kids cook book.

Berry pancakes for breakfast are a birthday tradition in our house.

The day of Olive's birthday was spent trying out a recipe from her new cook book. Just like her Mum, she went straight for a sweet one.

With Richard still in the States, cake making duties fell to me. My husband sets the bar pretty high when it comes to birthday cake making so I was feeling the pressure!

With a theme of children of the world the cake could really only be one thing - the world! Gulp!

All I can say is thank god for ready to roll icing and the internet.

Not looking too shabby.

The finished cake. The flags represent all the different countries in attendance at the party.

There was a wee bit of cupcake baking too.

Ready for the party to start. Fingers crossed!

Edie and Olive - children of the world.

They've even got the whole world in their hands - sorry, couldn't resist!

Neither of the girls wanted to wear their Maori costumes so I was left to fly the flag for Aotearoa.

Olive asked her friends to wear something from their culture. Here's Milla in her Aussie Rules t-shirt - brilliant!

We had a cowboy...

and a statue of liberty! She even had the torch.

Captain America came too.

Crowd control.

Working on the birthday flag that we got the children to decorate for Olive.

Kinderen van de wereld.

We are so happy to have Richard home for a couple of weeks and are planning a little trip away this weekend. Hope you are all well and we’re sending lots of love xxx

Barcelona

I’m listening to this song as I write this post. Freddy Mercury and his impassioned and rather over the top number seems somehow fitting whilst writing about such a colourful and vibrant city. I heard this song so often during the television coverage of the 1992 summer Olympics and often wondered if I’d ever make it to “Barcelona!!” – imagine if you will Freddy belting out that last word. I certainly never dreamed I’d be visiting at the age of 40 with a husband and 2 children in tow – as the saying goes, life is full of surprises!

The Croad ladies hit the streets of Barcelona.

To say that we liked Barcelona is an understatement. We loved it – Olive declared it to be the best place we have visited and we are already toying with the idea of going back in the summer. Three days really wasn’t enough.

Before all the Barcelona love however, we had a wee bit of Croad love. I know that the girls have been missing Richard but I got a feel of just how much they miss him when I saw their reactions on spotting him at the airport.

Richard took this photo as the girls rushed towards him. Tissues anyone?!

After the dramatic reunion we headed into Barcelona. We were staying just outside of the city centre and once we’d dropped off our things and had a quick freshen up we jumped on the subway and headed into the city. Our first stop was the Arc de Triomf, a structure which was built for the Barcelona exposition in 1888.

So now we can all say we've seen two Arc de Triomfs 🙂

From here we wandered through the streets until we arrived at La Rambla, the tree lined pedestrian mall popular with tourists and locals. We grabbed a quick bite to eat then stopped at a souvenir shop to make the etremely important purchase of flamenco dancer outifts complete with polka dot clip clop shoes!

I think this picture sums up beautifully just how Olive and Edie feel when they don their flamenco outfits. And oh how they can get some noise out of the shoes!

As we excited the souvenir store we noticed that people seemed to be congregating on either side of the street and we quickly grabbed an empty spot. Being in a predominantly Catholic country on Good Friday, I had high hopes of seing something religious and our timing couldn’t have been more perfect.

When these two appeared we knew something interesting must be about to unfold...

...definitely interesting! Olive and Edie were completely unfazed.

Of course those guys were just the supporting act and JC soon took centre stage.

His Mum was there too and was a big hit with the girls - "Oooo look it's Mother Mary"!

Saturday began with the obgliatory search for a good cup of coffee and then we hopped on one of the tourist buses. We were heading for Parc Guell – the garden situated on the hill of El Carmel – and decided to take the tourist bus so we could see a bit more of the city along the way.

Olive really enjoyed the trip on the bus and listened very intently to all the commentary.

Edie mostly just practised posing!

We saw many eye-catching sculptures...

lots of interesting modern architecture...

a giant easter egg...

an old bull fighting ring...

and Gaudi's masterpiece the Sagrada Familia.

Maybe he was responsible for the giant Chupa Chups too!

We spent a good couple of hours in Parc Guell – there was so much to look at and listen to, as musicians were dotted throughout the gardens. The colours seemed so much richer and more vibrant than here in Antwerp or maybe that was just the beautiful weather!

Picnic lunch in Parc Guell.

Some of the gorgeous Barcelona colours.

We headed to the waterfront for dinner – close to what was the Olympic Village. We ate a great meal looking out at the sea and the girls had a blast running around on the sand.

Fish sculpture near Barceloneta beach.

The floral adornments, as you have probably guessed, are part of the flamenco outfits.

The beach at nightfall - beautiful.

We woke on Easter Sunday morning to more blue skies and headed straight back to Barceloneta beach. We’d promised the girls a longer play at the beach and a chance to wear “our togs”!!

No togs for me however - quite happy with a latte and a stunning view.

I know...I'm biased...but they are stunning!

And just a little bit crazy too!

Around lunchtime we walked into the old part of the city and stopped for some tapas. Then more wandering, a quick rest at home and then back to Sagrada Familia for a closer look.

It really is spectacular.

We headed back to La Rambla for dinner and a glass of sangria - yum 🙂

Richard disappeared back to the States very early on Monday morning and the girls and I spent our morning exploring the aquarium. I’d located the whereabouts of a Camper store and was planning on doing some serious credit card damage after all that fish watching. However Easter Monday in Barcelona meant most stores were closed so no new shoes for me – probably just as well! We did manage to find a Desigual store that was open which kept the girls very happy. They love the riot of colour and pattern that hits you when you walk into a Desigual shop and there was much oohing and aahing and a teeny bit of purchasing!

So all in all it was a fantastic trip – just a little on the short side! There are oodles more photos if you click on the Flikr link – my camera tells me I took over 500! Rest assured I did whittle it down befroe uploading!

It’s a big day in our house tomorrow – Olive is turning six. Will try and write something quick tomorrow evening. Until then, crank up the Freddy Mercury – Barcelona!!!

Paasvakantie

It’s paasvakantie or Easter holidays in Belgium at the moment. Olive and Edie have two weeks off school and Richard is into his second week in the United States. We’re missing him lots but are really looking forward to seeing him in Barcelona on Friday – yipee!

Thought I’d share with you a few of the things we’ve been doing to keep ourselves busy.

Olive went mountain biking. Technically this happened before the Easter holiday but I couldn't resist including this picture - so cute with her helmet and camelbak - just like her Dad 🙂

Olive and Edie went to a girls only birthday tea party. Naturally this called for the hair straighteners!

They are posing in front of the tree which will become our paasboom or Easter tree.

Edie with her great friend Chloe, who was hosting the tea party.

Olive got all dressed up for the Easter egg hunt at school. Her friend Harry told his Mum that "Olive looked so beautiful today". When I told her what he said there was a lot of blushing!

The girls blinged up the paasboom...

and did a spot of egg dyeing.

No matter how hard I try, I can never get ours to look like Martha Stewart's!!

Found these nifty egg holders in the supermarket.

Made adding some paint so much easier.

I even attempted making some hot cross buns. I really miss these.

I find any recipe that includes the words "yeast" and "kneading" somewhat terrifying. Fortunately our mixer has a hook attachment that does the kneading for you. Despite this I was still convinced that the dough wouldn't rise.

To my utter surprise it did and the girls proclaimed the buns delicious. I think they were a little on the tough side - a bit over kneaded I suspect - but not bad at all for a first attempt. Thanks Nigella!

We took a ride on this amazing wheel set up outside the central railway station.

Looking pretty happy with the Easter holidays so far.

Near the big wheel there were a few amusement park rides.

How could we resist a Popeye and Olive Oyl carousel?

We also checked out this movie from the makers of Wallace and Gromit. Very funny, great soundtrack and a dodo!

On Friday we have a very early start in order to be at Brussels Airport in time for our flight to Barcelona. Everyone we have spoken to about this city has had nothing but good things to say about it. Edie and Olive have Spanish friends, a brother and sister who come from Barcelona, and their Mum very kindly took me out for coffee and gave me a whole list of places to go. We are very excited.

Hope you all have a great Easter. Safe travels and I’ll be back early next week with the Barcelona update!

Stoofvlees

We spent Sunday afternoon with our old neighbours – Joeri, Isabelle and Nina. They were keen for us to experience some traditional Flemish cuisine, so invited us over for a dinner of stoofvlees – a beef stew which is often referred to as the national dish.

The secret to cooking great stoofvlees is time – Isabelle began marinating the meat on Saturday evening – and when we arrived at their house on Sunday afternoon the stew was slowly cooking on the stove top.

I took a sneaky look - it's clearly not the most attractive of dishes but the smell was enticing.

With at least a couple more hours of cooking required we headed out to the Mikerf Kinderboerderij in Braaschaat. Literally translated, kinderboerderij means children’s farm. In English we’d call it a petting zoo.

The setting was beautiful and the girls had a wonderful time getting up close and personal with a range of farm animals.

Meeting a very friendly mouse.

It was very exciting for Nina.

Olive, Nina and Isabelle brushing one of the goats.

Edie also had a turn.

"Is your name Baaaaarbie?"

Gently does it.

Like every good children’s attraction in Belgium there was a speeltuin or playground with cafe close by. We sat and watched the girls play and then it was time to head home for dinner.

"It's just like Granny and Granda's!"

Back home, Isabelle made the final touches to the stoofvlees whilst Edie and Joeri made a quick trip to the frituur to pick up some friejtes – stoofvlees is always served on top of hot chips! Edie was very happy to report that the woman who runs the frituur remembered her from our trips to get fish and chips when we lived in Marcel Auburtinlaan.

We gathered around the table, loaded up our plates with frietjes and witloof and Isabelle served up the stoofvlees.

Lekker!

It was delicious – so good in fact that I had two helpings. After cooking slowly for such a long time the meat was incredibly tender and the beer gave the sauce the most amazing sweetness. Owing to the amount of time needed to create such a flavoursome dish, stoofvlees is not eaten as often as it would have been in Isabelle’s father’s day. He gave her his stoofvlees recipe and I’m hoping I can get my hands on it too!

I see they have a Flemish beef stew on the menu at Leuven in Featherston Street –  just the thing for those fast approaching winter’s nights in Wellington!

Take care everyone – sending lots of love xxx

Food

I thought I’d write a little bit about the online whole food workshop I started a few weeks ago. To be honest it seemed pretty daunting at the beginning. We were encouraged to post an introduction – a bit about ourselves, what we hoped to get out of the course etc. – and after reading many descriptions of veganism, vegetarianism, only eating organic food, growing all our vegetables in the back garden…I was a little intimidated. I am the woman who used to think a couple of chit chats  was an adequate breakfast!

Each week for three months we are given material around a specific theme. There are cooking demonstration videos; an online discussion board where you can ask questions, swap stories, recommend good cook books; specific information relating to the week’s theme; and lots of recipes. After perusing the recipes sent through in week one I knew there could be only one entry point for me into this brave new world – the sweet stuff!

We began with raspberry oat slice. Here's Edie mixing the frozen raspberries and raspberry jam.

Two new cooking ingredients for me. Coconut oil instead of butter and a mix of flax seed and water in place of an egg.

Ready for the raspberry filling.

Olive pressing down the oaty top layer.

Just the thing to go with my morning coffee. This is my attempt at Donna Hay-esque food styling and photography!

The slice was delicious – I had great hopes of freezing some but it was gone within 48 hours 🙂 Since then we’ve enjoyed cranberry and apple crumble, tamari and maple syrup roasted vegetables, kumara and spinach mash, coconut, banana and chocolate cookies and the green smoothie, so called because it is made with a healthy serving of kale and some hemp seed.

I was planning to pull a fast one on the girls and make the smoothie out of range of their beady eyes but ultimately felt that was completely defeating the purpose  of me doing this whole thing. I got everything ready and as predicted Olive’s nose wrinkled in disgust when she saw the kale going in – I think her exact words were “you’re making a broccoli smoothie?” Their interest was piqued when they saw the bananas going in, and by the time I added the mango, raspberries and pineapple they had their noses down the barrel of the blender, loudly declaring, “I want some of that!” Another success. They asked for it for breakfast this morning and then Edie asked to take the leftovers to school in her drink bottle. Olive oh so casually suggested that capsicum or carrots might be a good addition next time – I nearly wept! Words that would have never been uttered from my five year old lips.

So after my initial trepidation, we’re off to a pretty good start. It also helps that I have a friend here who is doing the course too.  Heather Bruggeman who is running the workshop, is a really interesting woman – nutritionist, yoga teacher, Montessori enthusiast, homeschooler and fan of Michael Pollan – some of who’s work I’ve read. His famous quote sums up what I’m trying to achieve for us as a family – “Eat food. Not too much. Mostly plants.”

Okay this was meant to be a short post and once again I’m rambling on! I’ve finally mastered the art of including links in my blog – if you click on the underlined words you should be taken to another location – fingers crossed.

Enough from me – am off to watch a video about cooking quinoa! xxx

Dag Sinterklaas

As I write this we are counting down to Friday morning and the start of our long trip home to New Zealand. Being home will be wonderful – particularly being home for Christmas. Christmas last year was very hard so I was determined that our celebration this year would be a big improvement!

It wasn’t a practical idea to take Christmas gifts for the girls to New Zealand, just so they could unwrap them and then bring them back to Belgium again. So we decided to have an early Christmas which coincided perfectly with the very important Belgian festival of Sinterklaas.

Visiting Sinterklaas and Zwarte Piet.

December 6th is official Sinterklaas day, but as that falls tomorrow most Belgian families celebrated yesterday so that the children would have time at home to play with their gifts, rather than having to rush out the door to school. We had our own combined Sinterklaas – Christmas Day and it was lovely.

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring...Edie slept all night with Sinterklaas' mitre on her head 🙂

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care...

in the hope that Saint Nicholas soon would be there...looks like he found us okay!

Olijf and Edie left some beer, speculaas and carrots for Sinterklaas, Zwarte Piet and the horse - known in Flemish as "slecht weer vandaag" or "bad weather today! Sinterklaas left a note in Dutch thanking the girls for "het lekker eten".

It's customary for Sinterklaas to leave snoepje or sweets for the children - Edie looks happy with hers.

Time to check out the presents.

Edie was thrilled with her Peppa Pig figurines - a great find on my trip to London.

New crocs for summer in New Zealand.

Hard to see under all that hair, but Olijf is thrilled to discover that Sinterklaas has brought her a real watch.

The aforementioned Peppa Pig figures.

Yet more Peppa Pig!

And Lola!

Sinterklaas even made sure there was something under the tree for Dad and Mum.

In the evening we hosted four of Richard’s kiwi Taura work colleagues and our neighbour for a Christmas feast. I channeled my inner Alison Holst (legendary queen of NZ cuisine) and made a pavlova and a Christmas cake – we even had turkey.

Tasted just like a bought one.

So this will be my last post from Antwerp for a while. The next few installments will be coming to you from beautiful Aotearoa. Ka kite ano!

NYC Part 5

Our last day in New York was spent visiting the wonderful Metropolitan Museum of Art and then heading back to Brooklyn to explore the area known as Dumbo.

The Met is a renowned art museum, one of the largest art galleries in the world and home to more than two million works. Olive and Edie were very keen to check out the Egyptian rooms so this is where we began our visit. It was such a great collection of artifacts – including mummies – and the atrium like room set up with the remains of an Egyptian temple was just beautiful.

Outside the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Checking out the Egyptian artifacts.

A couple of old mummies!

So many interesting and beautiful objects on display.

The Met building itself is stunning.

Into the temple.

From there we wandered the halls and saw so many wonderful things – sculpture, paintings, architecture…it went on and on. We all thoroughly enjoyed it – the building itself is so beautiful and as for the museum shop…let’s just say I had to be extracted before another couple of hours went by!

A little bit of Tiffany.

Loved this Tiffany window - imagine that in your house!

The Met is right next to Central Park and just as you enter the park there is yet another great playground inspired by the ancient artifacts on display in the museum – lots of pyramid shapes – heaps of fun. We let the girls burn off some energy and then it was back to Whole Foods for lunch.

More gorgeous autumn colours at the Ancients playground.

We ventured back to Brooklyn, keen to explore the area known as Dumbo. Richard was sure the name must have something to do with the elephant Dumbo but it’s actually just an acronym for down under the Manhattan bridge overpass. Jerry Seinfeld was once quoted as saying that New Yorkers added the O because they didn’t want to have a neighbourhood called “Dumb”!

In Dumbo there is a great playground and a beautiful carousel fully enclosed in glass. Unfortunately it was closed but we spent a fair amount of time with our noses pressed up against the glass. We sat and watched the ferries and tug boats on the river, listened to the roar of the trains as they thundered across the bridge to and from Manhattan and laughed as Olive and Edie goofed around in the playground.

Dumbo.

Little Miss NYC at Brooklyn Bridge park.

Thanks to the trains roaring over the bridge, this was one of the noisiest parks I'd been in!

In Brooklyn Bridge Park browsing one of the several picture books I bought about NYC - for the girls of course!

The Dumbo carousel.

Dinner that night was at Grimaldi’s pizza under the Brooklyn Bridge. It’s a bit of a New York institution and we’d been warned that we might have to wait for a table. It was only 5pm so we thought we’d have no problem but discovered a queue of about ten people waiting to get in. As customers left the owner would emerge and invite the next punters in. Because there were four of us we managed  to jump the queue and were soon munching down on some traditional coal-fired thin crust pizza. It was appropriate that we should have pizza on our last night in Brooklyn – they say it’s where the best pizza in the world is found. Dessert was ice cream from the Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory down by the water.

Waiting to get into Grimaldi's

It was worth the wait - yum!

Olive and Edie - crazy about New York City 🙂

And all too soon it was time to go home and pack and bid farewell to the big apple. It’s big and noisy and fast and intimidating – but wherever we went we met friendly people, got great service and just about every time we got on the subway at least one person got up and offered us their seat. In fact our only negative experience was the one I will describe below – as Richard said afterwards, “you have to put that in your blog!”

We’d emerged from a subway station and were a bit unsure as to which direction to take to reach Central Park. An older gentleman was walking in our direction – he looked a bit gruff but I stopped him and asked him which way we should head. After pointing us in the right direction he asked me where I was from and I noticed he spoke with a South African accent. I answered  “New Zealand” and he barked at me “you’re rugby team isn’t doing very well is it?” I was a bit stunned but laughed and said “we did just win the world cup!”,  at which he spat out “stole it you mean!” and stalked off.  We were gobsmacked! Going to New York you worry about being mugged or hassled on the street for money or being chased by an angry waiter for not tipping enough – being bullied for winning the Rugby World Cup can now be added to that list!

Right that is enough from me. If you haven’t already had a look you can see all our NYC pics by clicking on the link to my Flickr photos.

Thanks for sharing our New York adventures with us. It’s so nice to think that our next big adventure will be shared with so many of you in the flesh – Aotearoa here we come!

NYC Part 1

When Olive, Edie and I went to Italy in April we were introduced to the movie Night At The Museum starring Ben Stiller as reluctant night guard Larry Daley, who is hired to work at the natural history museum in New York. It is a favourite movie of the girls’ cousins, William and James, and it was watched numerous times during our stay in Tuscany. When we told the girls that we would be visiting New York they were very keen to visit “Larry Daley’s museum” and it was here that we spent most of our first day in the big apple.

Situated on Central Park West in the upper west side of Manhattan, the American Museum of Natural History is one of the largest and most celebrated museums in the world. It’s collection contains over 32 million specimens, of which only a small fraction can be displayed at a time. You would need days to see everything but we managed to fit in a fair bit during our six hour visit.

Because of it’s close association with the movie, the museum provides visitors with a guide sheet of all the displays which are represented in the movie. This meant we got to see all the important stuff like Rexy the dinosaur;  Dexter the mischievous Capuchin monkey;  the amazing dioramas which capture beautifully so many parts of our plant and animal kingdoms; the statue of Theodore Roosevelt atop his horse and the girls absolute favourite – Dumb Dumb. Dumb Dumb is an Easter Island statue who is notable in the film for wanting to be fed “gum gum” every night.

Dumb Dumb!

In addition to our tour of all the movie highlights we watched a presentation in the planetarium about the birth of stars; visited an exhibition devoted to the largest of dinosaurs where the girls got to have a go at digging for fossils; watched a short film about tornadoes and the people who study them which was actually really interesting; got to see up close a range of exquisitely coloured but very poisonous frogs; and wandered through a beautiful display of butterflies – Edie was able to get up close and personal with one of it’s inhabitants.

Meeting Miss Butterfly.

Miss Butterfly takes a shine to Edie.

Olive preferred to keep her distance.

We also explored as many of the permanent displays as we could – the dinosaurs were a big highlight and Olive was very excited to discover a Wharenui not too far from Mr. Dumb Dumb. As the day turned into late afternoon we left Larry’s museum and crossed the road into Central Park.

Edie and her dinosaur.

Rexy!

A little bit of Aotearoa in NYC.

A playground was one of the first things we stumbled across and as Edie was still in the throes of her “why didn’t you buy me that dinosaur in the museum shop?” tantrum (!) we sought refuge amongst the strollers and other noisy kids. Olive had a ball whilst Edie sorted herself out and then we went deeper into the park to do some more exploring.

Olive right at home in Central Park.

It had been a beautiful day – in fact our whole week in New York we had great weather – and the park was full of autumn colour. We followed the signs to Belvedere Castle and even though it was about to close, the very friendly guard let us in for a quick look. Olive and Edie instantly recognised it as Gargamel’s lair from The Smurfs movie.

The Belvedere.

Beautiful view across the park from the top of the Belvedere.

Night was drawing in and we needed to find some dinner. We left the park heading in the direction of Grand Central Station. (We knew there was a good food court there and it also ticked off another “let’s visit a place that we know from a movie” – in this case Madagascar. Also a Ben Stiller movie. He also has a new movie coming out soon and every other yellow cab that drove past us was plastered with his image, which inevitably led to a shriek from one of the girls – “look! Larry Daley!”)

As we ambled toward the subway we noticed a building completely decked out for Halloween – and I mean completely. Every one of it’s four floors had something – a werewolf, zombie head, Frankenstein face – attached to the windows; the stairs up to the front door were littered with skulls, bones and spiders; the tree outside was full of lights and ghosts – there was even a body that appeared to be shuffling across the floor. It was amazing and the girls were thrilled. (The house we rented for the week was also decorated for Halloween. Edie would ask every day, “is it time to go home to our Halloween house?”) Unsurprisingly every tourist walking past would stop for a photo or two.

Outside the amazing Halloween House we discovered.

Even the trees were in costume.

The shuffling body! Eeeek!

My little Halloween monsters 🙂

At Grand Central we had a quick bite in the basement where you can find a great food hall, after which we went upstairs to look at the ceiling in the main concourse. The ceiling is astronomical – literally. It depicts in elaborate detail the constellations and is very beautiful. And I stupidly didn’t take any photos, probably due to the fact that by now we were all exhausted and very much in need of a retreat to the Halloween House.

The first part of next morning was spent hunting down the Brooklyn Trader Joe’s store and loading up our backpack with snacks for our trip out to Liberty Island. The weather again was great and despite it being a bit cool on the ferry, the trip out to Lady Liberty gave a us a great view of Manhattan and the bridges linking it with the other New York boroughs. The girls were very excited to see the Statue of Liberty – not least because it appears in the Michael Jackson film Moonwalker and also in Madagascar 2. It seems that everything they have experienced has a pop culture connection!

A fantastic day for visiting the Statue of Liberty.

Lady Liberty.

Spot the tourists!

Braving the cold on the ferry.

It was back to Halloween House for a rest before we headed out to explore the Park Slope area of Brooklyn (notable for being the home of Mo Willems – the wonderful author of Knuffle Bunny, Don’t Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus and my personal favourite, Time to Pee!) After a quick dinner chosen by my worldly daughters – “let’s have Thai!” – we ventured back to Central Park for the Marathon fireworks display. We didn’t know exactly where it was, but when we stumbled across several police officers we figured we were heading in the right direction. I asked one of the policeman and he told me to go no further as this was one of the best spots to see them, “honestly they’ll be right over your head’. I was a bit dubious as we were standing in a pretty nondescript part of the park and there were very few people around, but it was dark and cold and we didn’t really want to keep wandering around aimlessly. As it transpires Mr NYPD Blue was right on the money. Everything unfolded directly above us and it was loud and magical and beautiful and long. After Olive and Edie’s initial shock at just how loud it was – poor old Edie just about jumped out of her skin – they were entranced. What a great memory for them – seeing their first ever fireworks display in Central Park. With the lights still twinkling in our eyes we turned our noses in the direction of home.

Two hyper girls waiting for fireworks.

It was a beautiful display.

What a great memory for Olive and Edie - seeing their first fireworks display in Central Park, New York.

Good night 🙂

Reflection

In my last post I promised that future entries would bring you some of the sights of Antwerp that I’ve yet to explore. Apologies in advance because there will be none of that today! We are approaching the one year anniversary of our move to Antwerp and in the last few days I’ve been feeling somewhat reflective. On Sunday I posted “had a great weekend” as my Facebook update and it’s those four words in part that have prompted this post.

What was good about our weekend is twofold. Firstly it was, for us, very social. On Saturday morning we were joined by a new friend of Richard’s who watched the rugby quarter final with us. Saturday afternoon was spent celebrating the birth of  Aldo and Sylvia’s – our upstairs neighbours –  second daughter, Sofia. On Sunday night we hosted two couples and their children for dinner.

The other good part about our weekend is that, apart from the trip out to wet baby Sofia’s head, the rest of our weekend was spent in our apartment. And that was more than ok.

Making friends, having social interactions that are fun and interesting, in essence building a network, really enables us to feel settled here. This, combined with an abode that we are really enjoying living in, is working wonders for us – shock, horror…Antwerp is actually starting to feel like a home!

Without wanting to come across as too touchy feely, all four of us are feeling so much lighter in spirit. Personally I’m no longer weighed down by the gloom and depression that stalked me for months after our arrival. The girls are so happy at school and the behavioural issues we were having early on have completely disappeared. And for Richard it’s so much easier for him to focus 100% on the job that he’s here for, knowing that the rest of us are doing really well.

For me the ultimate sign that things are better is the realisation that I’m not ready to leave Antwerp yet – if someone were to tell me that I had to go back to New Zealand tomorrow or even in a couple of months, I’d be really upset. There is still so much more to do and see, the experiences we are all having are so enriching. When we sat down to dinner on Sunday night the nationalities around our table were Irish, German, English, Spanish and Kiwi. The girls are meeting children from all over Europe, the UK, the US, Africa, Asia and the Antipodes. They talk about languages and countries – and have the hilarious habit of adopting the accent of whoever they are playing with at the time! Olive introduced me to someone the other day by saying “that’s my Mom” in a flawless American accent.

There is a part of me that is sad that the girls won’t leave Antwerp bilingual, that maybe I should have persevered in keeping them in a Flemish school. But ultimately I am a much happier mother and that is what our family needs.

Tomorrow I am definitely going to visit an Antwerp landmark and share it with you. Those of you who know me very well will not be surprised to discover that the first attraction on my tour of Antwerp is devoted to fashion!

Until then…tot ziens!