On Friday afternoon, Averil's parents, Joan and Drew, arrived from the U.S.! They will stay for most of October. Everyone was glad to see them, and not just because they brought three large jars of organic peanut butter (two crunchy, one creamy).
We got rid of most of the large bugs before they arrived.
Then they were here! Here's exclusive video of Joan and Drew meeting Asha at school on the afternoon they arrived. (Stop watching after 25 seconds or so. I tried to edit the rest out, but the editing didn't work).
Ford didn't make it on the video . . . he came out too late, and by then the camera was low on batteries, but he was happy to see them too.
We had a nice dinner the first evening to celebrate their arrival in Vaison la Romaine.
Meanwhile, on Monday, Ed will be returning to Seattle for a few weeks. Here's a photo of Ed's reaction when Averil told him about the upcoming 6:00 a.m. flight from Marseille to Seattle:
Averil is taking over all blog duties for a while.
Oh, and before we forget, here's a quick soccer update: We are totally confused!
You see, Asha has been part of a soccer team for a few weeks. In fact, Averil has been recruited to be an assistant coach, which is a great honor. We were advised by the coach that today (Saturday) would be the first game. We were told to meet the team near the home field at about 9:00 a.m. and then we would carpool to the nearby town of Sainte Cecile for the match. Here's a picture of Asha with some of her teammates:
We figured we'd be home well before lunch.
What we didn't understand was that this was not just a soccer game. Only when we arrived did we discover that it was a huge soccer jamboree of sorts that was expected to last the entire day. There were hundreds of people there. It was in a pretty big stadium and involved at least 15-20 teams from all the towns in the region. The teams were to play multiple matches all morning, then everyone would eat the big lunches they knew to bring, drink beer, socialize, and resume the matches for the balance of the afternoon.
This came as a surprise. We were ill prepared, having brought no food whatsoever, having brought our 10-week old puppy, and having other plans for the afternoon (horsing) that we could not miss. It was, as Phil Collins famously sung, a "misunderstanding." But everyone was very pleasant and then Averil nearly fainted from the heat and had to take a knee during a conversation with some other parents. This gave us the perfect excuse to leave the jamboree early.
We came home and ate peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
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