Monday, December 9, 2013

They Might Be Giants...

So this blog starts with a move - our relocation from Sweden to France. Add to that my weakness for allegory and you've got some obvious targets for jousting.

In Sweden we live on Väderkvarnsgatan -- when shopping for our flat I google-translated the name (fodder for fun) and ever since we've lived on "weather crusher street". Of course väder = weather, or wind; kvarn is a mill; and gatan is the street, apparently this was the edge of town, where the windmills once stood. Now it's nearly downtown, and an easy walk to the central station (for commuter trains to Stockholm).

In France we've been connected with a rental in a lovely town just off the Paris ring called Issy-les-Moulineaux. Yep, there it is again, moulin in French is a mill (most often drive by wind, sometimes water).

Now - the naturally-occurring Quixote reference, tilting at giants, isn't one I'm encouraging for its negative aspects. We do have big goals - ambitions even - dreams which brought us to Europe a few years ago and which have evolved into our young family (four of us now) and two pretty cool careers. We may not be young, but I don't think we're quite as fanciful as I remember Quixote being, riding his horse (was it a mule?) facing backwards. I really must read the book again, make sure it's not a cautionary tale.

Simply, this is a place to get back in touch with friends, keep family updated with our ridiculousness, and help me process and keep track of the big events.

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