Hotel, Motel: That Nomad Life
Memorable moments during our transitional time while PCS'ing, lovingly referred to (by me) as - that nomad life.
the process of culling, organizing and packing up our home in preparation to move. Part therapeutic, part maddening
the six paged (and counting) google doc that kept us organized thru each stage of our PCS
frantically packing our suitcases for the next few months as our packers/movers moved to our rooms far quicker than anticipated
watching the boys run circles around each now empty room
the feeling of completion watching all the to do items on our house list be completed (WHY did we not do them sooner?!)
Grandma's House
moving into my childhood home, and feeling immediately comfortable
bathing my children in the same tub my siblings and I did
watching the boys bounding from cushion to cushion in the living room, knowing full well we weren't allowed to do that as kids #grandmashouse
grateful for a fully stocked playroom (one less thing to pack!)
Asher’s first haircut!
proving to my mother that no matter when I am, Amazon deliveries will follow
rearranging the kitchen cabinets with my baby sister, Jaleesa
standing on the porch in anticipation of a delivery, giving the driver turn-by-turn directions because they always get turned around on her street
the bellman bringing up fresh baked cookies for the boys
walking to some of our favorite spots in Forest Park
watching the boys running amok in the (empty) rooftop ballrooms
exploring the CWE on foot
spending hours in the Schlafly library children's section
workouts in the hotel gym
coffee and play-dates galore!
dinner in our hotel dining room {
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not having to make a bed(!)
loading up the stroller for a day in the city
Asher climbing into the coffee table like a jungle gym seconds after we entered our room
the pool!
setting off on foot exploring our new city
waiting 3 hours for pizza delivery #covid19
evacuating the hotel one night amid firetrucks (false alarm, someone was smoking in their room and set off the alarms)
room service for Owen's birthday
welcome basket of fresh fruit
consuming all the in room coffee at an alarming rate, and constantly requesting extra #jetlag
being one of the last guests the hotel hosted before they shutdown amid the pandemic
daily milschkaffee from the coffeehouse across the street
front desk staff/angels printing the ENTIRE German driving handbook in order for me to study
eating meals huddled around the kids play table (and being eternally grateful our express shipment met us in country so we have some additional touches of home to make our stay cozy)
the gorgeous antique furniture in our room
blackout shades #jetlag
filling our mini fridge with food and snacks as COVID-19 began to worsen
hand sanitizer, everywhere
Two+ months after we moved out of our house on Botanical, ten days after arriving in country and three tours later (one had a pool! one had deaths staircases!), we are - HOME.
