Â We are back in Paris, probably until March. We arrived on probably one of the last TGV’s that will be running for a while due to all sorts of strikes that are going to start on Wednesday. Sarkosy is trying to make many changes and they aren’t very popular. So, for who knows how long, 50 out of 700 TGVs and trains will run, 1/10 of buses and metros will be available,Â to be followed by other sorts of strikes. This is the part I hate about France-all of those strikes that inconvenience millions of people but it just seems to be a part of life here and I guess it started with the Revolution and the passion for taking to the streets just hasn’t stopped. Sarkosy should be glad that the people aren’t setting up guillotines at Place de la Concorde.
Â I’ve been reluctant to post the following, afraid I might jinx something but I think it is going to happen. “What?”, you ask. My middle son and his family, the one I just babysat for in Texas, are moving to Switzerland. It is really incredible how it all happened-sort of makes you believe in “The Secret” where you make a wish and it happens. I can’t tell you how happy it will make me to have at least part of my family actually in Europe. Maybe the rest will follow. My son had a job with a university installing the largest computer system in the world. That’s all I know about his job. Anyway, he has long been saying that he isn’t happy with the American culture and that he would love to raise his children somewhere else. His wife, without telling him, sent off his resume to a Swiss company and they need someone with his skills and he got the job! They won’t be right across the border from France, darn it, but near Italy in a city called Lugano which is in a beautiful setting with a lake and just miles from Milan. The cost of living is high there and many go across the border to buy groceries. So now they need to sell their home and move three sons and their belongings to Switzerland, probably as soon as January. I can’t wait.
Â My daughter is expecting my 7th grandchild and it is yet another boy. My son, the one moving to Switzerland, and his wife are expecting what will probably be another boy. That will make, can you believe it, eight! Anyway, my daughter might have to have a c-section due to the placenta being in the wrong place but it could move as the uterus grows so I sure would appreciate good thoughts and prayer out there in the blogging world. I will be back in the States in February to babysit for my oldest son’s children and then hang around for the birth of Number 7. Life is pretty interesting right now. I’m going to venture out into Paris and see how it is trying to get around. I may end up walking alot.