The language class, five days a week, three hours a day is kicking my butt. I haven't had that much time of a scheduled, must-do activity in many years. Even when I was working my schedule was very flexible and I flexed the hell out of it. Now I have to be somewhere at 9:30 a.m. every morning. And before that I have to get Bailey out for a morning walk and make breakfast. It has me yearning for the weekend in a way I haven't done in years. The class is necessary and we're almost at the halfway point. I won't be more than a very beginner even when it's over, but I'm going to pursue less structured learning for the next stage.
We've moved to our new apartment effective a couple days ago. There's still some things at our old place that we need to move, but most things are here and we are getting settled, stocking the refrigerator, and that sort of thing. There's still stuff we need to get but we have enough to be a functioning household now. This move has been accomplished by Clay almost exclusively. In addition to finding the place he has dealt with getting utilities turned on, moving our stuff, waiting for furniture and appliance deliveries, and assembling the same. Everything is working now and we moved in shortly after the Wi-fi was functioning.
Our house in Virginia has sold! The final closing happened either Monday or Tuesday, and it's no longer ours. There were problems that kept popping up right up to the end (inspection, septic, failed water test, etc.) but thankfully it's all been resolved. It's nice to not be a home owner.
Just as I was beginning to recover from my cold, Clay came down with it. It has also made the rounds of my language class. I don't know that they all got it from me, but I'm sure Clay did. Clay and I are both better now, but some in my class are still dealing with it.
Bailey is doing well. She handled the move very well, although we still haven't left her home alone at the new place. We are closer to the park now but further from a nearby green space for early morning and late night outings. She's still freakishly scared of normal city things like cars, trucks, bikes, motorcycles, scooters, and e-bikes. It is a lot and it often seems like things are coming from all directions, mostly because they are. And yet the city is full of happy, confident, seemingly fearless dogs, including an alarming number of them being walked off leash. Bailey has recovered from the traumatic experience that was the Braderie, but she still has a long way to go. For now the Citadelle remains her favorite walking place (and mine too) and she really enjoys the dog park. She's great with all the dogs in the dog park, most of which seem to be smaller and aren't deemed to be worthy playmates. But she's found some who can give her a good run and she's been good with all we've encountered, both in the dog park and on walks, even those who are off-leash.
The front of our new residence, from the courtyard inside the front entry gate. Our rooms are on the left half of the building, on the second floor.
Some fun dog park pics.
Bailey will "up" on anything I ask of her and she now makes a habit of jumping up and walking along the many downed trees that line many of the paths at the Citadelle.
A narrow alleyway that we pass on our walk to the park. I love these and some are actually streets.
There's been quite a few crocuses in bloom. I'm sure they will be many more in the spring.
A couple weeks ago was the heritage weekend in France, where a lot of historic places, but public and private, are open to the public for tours. We took in three of them, including the Chamber of Commerce building in Lille, where these pictures were taken.
I had to look at this closely to determine that it was a tapestry, not a painting.
The white fleur-de-lys on a red background is the symbol of Lille.
Bailey has one on her collar.
We saw this red marble in several places on the tour, and there's some in our new place too.
More from the dog park.
On point for a squirrel on the other side of that fence.
Leading the chase at the Cani Parc.
Queen of the hill.
She comes and lays down near me when there's nothing fun happening.
This is the view of the upper part of the front gate at our new place, from inside the courtyard.
This is the Quai de Wault. It's a remanent of the canal system that was once quite extensive throughout Lille. There is still the main canal but the small bits that went into the neighborhoods are mostly gone, having become silted in heavy polluted and finally just filled in and paved over. This bit remains and it's on our four block walk to the park from our new place. This shot was yesterday evening and the picture below was from this morning. The water is clean enough to swim in although it's not generally allowed.