I Forgot.....

I have to write down a couple of things from our Croatia trip that I had forgotten about and that I want to remember. First off, Ben forgot all our medicines and stuff that we might need, so when we woke up after the first night, and the kids * especially * were covered in mosquito bites, we didn't have anything to put on them to ease the itching. So, we bought some window cleaner to dab on there to help the itchiness. Poor kids seriously were covered in mosquito bites every morning, even though we closed all the windows and went around smacking all the mosquitoes we could find before bedtime. When we came home, we counted 16 bites on Nyah 's one little leg and 25 on the other.

Second, in Croatia there were a ton of Italians also vacationing. We noticed all the Italians' cars first when we were driving to Croatia. Now, I want to make it clear that I don't think Italians are BAD drivers.....they are just CRAZY drivers. For example, on the freeway in Slovenia we drove around a little bend in the road, and right after we saw an Italian car just stopped on the middle of the freeway. It looked like he was backing up a bit and we think maybe he missed his exit and was trying to back up to get to it. Either that or he was broken down....but I have to say, it sure looked like he was contemplating backing up.  Either way, we were thankful we were in another lane and didn't run into him.


Third, before we left I asked Ben if he needed his Official Passport, which is like a visa kind of thing saying that he's allowed to be here in Germany. Ty was getting a new American passport so I just brought all the kids' Danish passport and of course mine. Ben didn't think he needed his Official passport so I just brought his normal (unofficial? :D) American one. Anyway, he noticed that when we showed the passport and they could see Ben's blue one they would ask to see them closer but if we put the Danish red passport on top they would just wave us through. On the way into Slovenia from Croatia the passport guy noticed Ben's blue passport though and grabbed them to look closer at them. He looked at Ben's for what seemed like years and finally started asking questions. Ben, I guess didn't understand the man's English 'cause he didn't answer right away. So I was trying to translate for Ben and get him to answer quickly so the guy didn't think we were just making up the answers. Anyway, he wanted to some kind of proof that Ben was allowed to live in Germany and finally Ben showed him his military ID and we were let through. Phew!! I was imagining that I had to leave Ben in no-man's land between Croatia and Slovenia and drive all the way to Eschenbach myself, get the Official passport and the drive back, with all 3 kids, so that we could bring Ben back home. Good thing I didn't have to.