Archive for August 2007


Last night at 22:40 we arrived at Stanstead airport. The first thing we did was violate national security by taking a picture at border control which will not be shown here because they made me erase it.

Then we went to the hotel Anja asleep since the flight but Angelina awake and very excited.

Now we have had a breakfast buffe at the Hilton and we are getting ready to leave for WBC….

 Here we gooooooo!!

T minus 6 hours and counting

So today is travel day, tonight we sleep at a hotel at stanstead airport and tomorrow morning we move in at WBC.

It seems unreal that we are not heading back to Latvia after our little mini vacation. London, in my mind at least, has a kind of mythical quality to it, like it is a place in Faerie which only exists  in the reflection of the first ray of sunlight on a drop of dew.

I am terrified, excited, sad, confused and anxious all at the same time ….. what will it be like, well stay tuned ….

The vacation has been god apart from my injury and a touch of a stomach flu the last two days. I was supposed to do a dive yesterday but since my stomach had decided against it I had to stay home. So no diving at all this year.

Right now we are packing and getting ready to leave, pray that the journey goes well (Ryan Air) and that the girls won’t catch the flu.

T minus 4 days and counting

Four days, I mean it’s completely nuts!

In four days we will move in at William Booth College on Denmark Hill in London. We will put our kids in day care and start college.

Wow that is just a complete brain reboot. And the OS is going very slow right now because of the heat. Remember that yesterday I said it was hot? well today it was warmer. we had like 28 degrees……………

…… in the sea.

On that note I’ll just faint here under the AC!

T minus 5 days and counting

PICT3021So I missed to write yesterday ….. Well yesterday was a big day for Angelina. For the first time ever she went in to the sea and let go of her footing, she had inflatable arm rings and a Mickey Mouse lifesaver and she let go with her feet. I said Angelina look at you you are swimming. She said No, no Flying! Childhood is fantastic, a miracle around every corner and an adventure every minute, that is the way we all should live life.

The weather is to hot to mention and so humid you can hardly breathe. My only wish would be that I wasn’t injured so I could take the car and drive us far away from all the tourists and stuff and then run and jump around and play with Angelina and Anja instead of feebly hobbeling around.

Ah well, time to bed down and pray for rain tomorrow ….

T minus 7 days and counting

And counting, and counting…..

Little colder today only, well about 29 degrees. Swimming (technically I am not allowed to swim so I got me a pair of flippers so that I can only paddle with my feet) and drinking lattes on the beach.

I know we should start thinking about college but here we are in paradise and the thought that we are actually in the middle of a move between countries is still alien and rather ludicrous.

T minus 8 days and counting

Today we went shopping in the morning and bought a DivX enabled DVD player for our room here in Croatia. We decided to take it easy today and not go to the beach. So we stayed in the house in the afternoon. I got some time in on the training cycle and we got some rest.

Angelina, who has a hard time learning how rough she can play with her sister, managed to run into Anja full speed knocking her head in the balcony railing and chipping one of Anjas front teeth. Now Anjas million dollar smile has become a million dollar smile with character.

It strikes me how frail we are, i spend ten minutes playing with daggers with a friend and now one month later, I still can’t walk down a flight of stairs. Angelina and Anja spend a minute on the balcony and now Anja has a chipped tooth for the next six years. It takes so little. It is such a miracle that I am still in one piece that we all are. Praise God for all the near misses and all the bullets I have dodged throughout my childhood and teenage years.

College? What’s that?

T minus 9 days and counting

Croatia is showing her best side with sunshine and warm water, and today it cooled of a little so it was not to hot.

Angelina and Anja are enjoying the incredible freedom of the beach and the sea, Angelina has turned into a fish and she wont get out of the water until she is blue and shaking uncontrollably. Anja is more cautious, but spurred on by Angelinas adventures. Today Anja waded out into waist deep water.

I spent 45 minutes on the training bike and thus got my daily torture, but at least now I am not paying for the daily pain.

College? really? Is that where we are going? I haven’t thought about it.

T minus 10 days and counting…

Oh dear, What a ride. We had a lil farewell gathering at our empty apartment the last evening we had a picknick on the empty living room floor and had general fellowship. Our friends had made a goodbye gift in form of an album with images from our entire stay in Latvia and it was such a bitter sweet sensation looking at all those images and receiving such a valuable gift. We are indeed fortunate to have been loved so much in Latvia.

That night we spent all awake because Anja decided to hold a vigil over her last night in Latvia then we left for the airposrt at 5 am and headed to Oslo where we spent 6 hours at the airport…

We arrived in Croatia  late and stepped out in the 30 degree warm night only to get stuck in a long caravan of cars all leaving the airport and trying to negotiate their way through the Croatian coastal roads.

We made it home and crashed (Angelina in her new room) and to our relief both Girls slept like rocks all the way until 07:00.

The next morning both Anja and Angelina terribly exited about their surrounding and enjoying the freedom of a house to run around in. The Afternoon we spent at the beach, Angelina ran around in the shallows near the beach while Anja was not so sure about the sea and seemed to resent the waves. I retreated to café Baywatch (the café on the beach  5 meters from the water 2 minutes walk from our house) and enjoyed the best Latté I have had in a long time.

Intellectually I know that we are on the way to college, but sitting here enveloped by the velvet darkness of the Croatian night looking out over the Bay of Okrug Gornij feeling the warm tradewind blow gently in my face, it is hard to imagine that we are indeed in the middle of a move that wll change our lives forever.

Brask lapp

Since we have holidays in Croatia and then moving to WBC in London where our internet options are very limited it might be a while before this blog is updated, We might also be very slow in answering emails, have faith….  We will be back!

Last words…

Today is my last day in Latvia, I’ve had my last lunch in the small hall, my last sit down with Edvins and Edgars, my last salary and made the last call on my cell phone before handing it in. The last boxes has been loaded on the truck and we will have our last meeting with all the youth tonight before having our last night at Bruniņieku iela 10a-6.

I also had my last physio therapy at Sporta medicina 1, wher I was instructed in how to train to make my knee stronger. I was also told that If I wanted to start any kind of training I had to by a very “Robo-Cop” type of brace with metal hinges doing the job of my ligaments. But as all space technology it was ridiculously expensive.

Tonight at the “Party” I will be ordering my last Latvian Sushi and for the last time pretend that I do not understand what they are saying around me, ka ludzu?

Tomorrow morning 5:20 we fly (homeless again) to Croatia to spend ten days with Hannas family before moving in to WBC on Denmark hill the 30th of August! It will be our last vacation for a long time and in the back of my head I hear the song playing….

ooooo Oh ooo Oh you’re in the Army now …..

During my time here I have come to love the Latvian people and hate the Latvian comforts (comforts like electricity coming out of your showers, power spikes breaking your hard drives, Staircases that WILL NOT admit baby carriages at the stores, garbage trucks, people staring at each other refusing to budge and move their car at the tunnel entrance to the Salvation army etc.)

But my friends, and I leave many friends behind, are friends that I would trust my life to! Friends I have prayed, cried, shared and grown together with. Our cadre! You know who you are, it has been an honour serving with you! Thank you for being friends, Thank you for being true! Thank you for being you!

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