Well, it's late Sunday night, so R figured it was a good time to spring another school trip on us. Actually, E knew, but he is just as confused as I am by the information sheet that came home. It is a completely incomprehensible jumble of instructions, printed front and back in font so small I need a magnifying glass. There are groups to assemble, and 6 a.m. meeting times in Zurich, and train car assignments. What happens when they get to the resort is a complete and utter mystery. It sounds like they will break into groups of three and go anywhere until it's time to leave. R is very worried about how she is going to collect a group of non-skiers. She figures her German as a second language classmates are her best bet, but they are all juniors and seniors, so they will be in different train compartments.
R is going to fish for some useful information tomorrow, but her friends are tired of translating much. They think she ought to be fluent by now. R did translate a lot of it for us, but this is a case where we want to be sure of everything, and so weird translation things like "stern meeting head" aren't going to cut it. So E is going to bring it to work and harass his colleagues.
I hope we will get it all sorted out. I also hope that they will downgrade the avalanche risk in Klosters from level 3 considerable! R hopes it's not as frightening as Arbeitswoche was! No dangling off the mountain, please, or grotesque facial injuries!
P.S. from R: It's pretty late so I was just headed off to go to bed but L ran up to me screaming something and dragged me into the bathroom. She ran up to the tub, pointed in it fiercely, and screamed, "bath" while furiously tearing at her diaper trying to get it off. Then she went from pointing to jumping, then grabbed onto the side of the tub and tried to pull herself in. She looked so sad when I said, "No, it's too late" and grabbed some bath toys to try to convince me. Eventually I got Daddy to watch her so I can go off to bed. But I have been watching the last few minutes because she is so cute.
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