Enough about me though, as the readers of this blog are quick to point out, a picture is worth a thousand words. With that in mind, here is the first 1/2 of our trip in more-or-less chronological order:
Our last day in corporate housing. I don't know whether to cheer or cry. We will miss the ladies at the front desk (and the maid service) but having an apartment filled with our own possessions? Priceless:
The deal I negotiated with my employer (if I mention their name here, my boss will get an e-mail tonight and have to schedule a meeting with me tomorrow that he and I would both rather avoid) included business class tickets for myself and my family at the initiation & termination of my secondment, so here is Robert, living it up with his own seat in business class:
Right before the flight left however, United bumped us all up to first class. Here is Robert with his own seat in first class:
I wish I had more stories about first class, but this is pretty much what Sarah and I did too. I guess that's really what you're paying for, the ability to sleep comfortably for 7 hours of an 8.5 hour flight.
After arriving in the US, we went to the Woodland Park zoo with our friends Gerry, Cammy, and Reed. Unfortunately, I don't have any good pictures to commemorate the experience. However, later that week, we went down to Portland to visit my Grandfather & Aunt Pam. Aunt Pam took us to the Portland Zoo, and do I have a great picture of that:
On Thursday, around lunch time, we headed West out of Portland to North Plains for a weekend spent camping with our aforementioned friends Gerry, Cammy, and their son Reed at the Northwest String Summit. On Thursday afternoon, after the sound check, Robert tried out a "big kid" swing for the first time:
Here we are back at camp on the first night, Robert is up to his usual tricks, taking candy from babies (or in this case, freeze-dried vegetables from a toddler):
For historical purposes, here is a picture or our camp:
Here's a picture of the ear protection that Robert would wear just long enough to get his picture taken. Luckily however, we had silicone ear plugs as well, and since Mom and Dad were wearing them too, we were able to convince him that it was cool to keep them in his ears...
Robert spent Saturday morning down on the floor, playing with a little hula hoop. After he tired of hooping, he decided to just stand back and enjoy the music:
