Plees Fourward Our Mail Two Indeea

"Plees Fourward Our Mail Two Indeea" was written on the kids mailboxes of their cardboard townhouses on the day they left. Here is Dylan ready for the 30 hour trip to India.
Rowan spent longer in the bath the night before they left. Dilly constructed this sidewalk from the houses to the hallway all by himself without anyone suggesting it. I think he is good Civil Engineer material.
The kids were being various animals walking and hopping on the sidewalk. I caught Rowan in midair, hopping like a frog.

Here the kids are enjoying time in "tickle jail" with Papa.

Here are the cousins. Rowan calls Jeremy, Nathan, Niko and Maceo, "the boys, my cousins".

We miss the nightly trunky monkey races, and on the trip they were people magnets. Two blond kids on lime green trunks on wheels drew people like when the circus comes to town.

Kirsten said that when her luggage went through the scanner when it finally arrived in India, the man doing the scanning kept asking her "what is that, what is this?" (imagine him speaking in an English/Indian accent) For example she had packed a hammer and small tool kit. He said, "what is this?" Kirsten said, "that is a hammer". He said, " why do you need a hammer?" Kirsten said, "I might want to hang a picture or do minor repairs around the house." He said, "You use a hammer to hang pictures and do minor house repairs?" Kirsten said, "yes, it comes in handy around the house." By this time a small crowd was gathered around the Indian man looking at the scanner and Kirsten with 2 bored little children. He was translating everything Kirsten said and everyone was amazed, not believing or laughing, take your pick. Then he got to a very strange object that mainly showed up as lots of springs. He said, "And what is this?". Kirsten said, " that is a small trampoline that I use for exercising." He said, "You exercise? Why?" And so it went on and on for the strange blond woman moving to India!