Archive for July, 2009

Traveling with a one year old: formula and potable water

Amsterdam, like Seattle has potable water according to the KLM personnel that work there and some blog that Jason found. Jason and Nicholas both drank potable water from the Amsterdam airport bathroom sink. Both of them were fine and did not have any problems. Jason had one drink of water and Nicholas drank about 5 bottles (so 20 oz.) We were told by the locals in Munich that their water from the sink was also potable but we did not test that out. In Czech Republic and Poland we used bottled water. All water that is mineral water is from some spring and the source has a different mineral combo. The water that is the closest in taste to our tap water in the states is “natural from a spring” vs. “mineral”. “with gas” in Poland will tend to be on a red tag “Gazowana” and “not with gas” will be blue “Niegazowana” (similar in Czech Republic), or in German “mit” means “with”, “ohn” means “without”. We did once give Nicholas mineral water without gas that tasted very mineral-y but he did not mind one bit.
Nicholas still does not have the eating of solid food down so we had to use formula for a one year old. In the United States mostly Emphamil and Symilac, the big two, make toddler formula, and its a good idea to throw in a pound of it in your check in baggage since you don’t know when or where you will find it. In the US its packaged in a round container with a plastic lid, in Europe its in a aluminum bag encased in a cardboard box with a smaller scoop. The ratio is one small Euro scoop for 30 milliliters of water, you don’t have to boil the water water as long as its potable. Most bottles in US have milliliters as well as ounces. In Poland the brands are Bobovit and Bebiko. For a one year old its “3 junior” and on the bottom it will say from what month “od 8 miesiecy” or “od 9 miesiecy” (8 months or 9 months), or “od 1 rok” (one year). In Germany and Austria the main brand is Nestle, which is also available in Poland and it also has a large number on the box to indicate the next step of nutrition as well as the months on the bottom. Nestle 3 was what we used.
If your child is allergic to milk/ milk based formula and you need a special sensitive or soy formula you will have to bring your own supply for the duration of your stay. We did not see any soy milk formula for babies or toddlers in any of the countries we visited.
There is baby food in jars and you can guess by the pictures on it what fruit it is, the various cereals however required cooking the water and we did not experiment in mixing them with potable water.

Traveling with a one year old: airplane basinet and baby plane ticket

We learned a lot on this trip regarding traveling with a one year old. Some of this information I wish I knew before we left. Since its 2 am and I can’t sleep because I am not adjusting to Seattle time these next postings will be in sections of “lessons learned” in between naps.

The mythical airplane basinet and the baby ticket:
We called a few months before our flight to reserve a bulk head seat for Jason and I and a basinet that attaches to the bulk head for Nicholas so that he could sleep in it. We were not told much, just that it was all reserved. When we got to the airport nothing was reserved. Lesson one: don’t just call a month in advance, call a second time 24 hours in advance. When we called a month before to buy Nicholas a ticket we gave our credit card information and were told that a ticket was bought for him but when we arrived at the airport there was no record of that and we were holding up the airplane from leaving trying to buy him a ticket. Lesson two: when you call 24 hours before the plane leaves also ask if your credit card was charged for the baby ticket and if they have it on the records that you have purchased a baby ticket not just that you are traveling with a baby, the child needs his/hers own ticket (about a fraction of yours in cost, or half of yours in cost if they will have their own seat on the plane). On the way back from Amsterdam to Seattle we finally got bulk head seats allowing Nicholas to crawl around by us comfortably and us being able to get a bottle ready for him while not standing in a sardine can space. Finally we were going to see the mythical airplane basinet and put him down in it for a nap, until the flight attended said “oh he is big, how much does he weigh?”. Lesson three: the airplane basinet is for babies roughly up to 6 months in age and can handle up to 9.6 lb of weight of a laying down baby. We have not seen one since Nicholas did not qualify for it but were told that its not like a play pan, its not that sturdy hence it can only accommodate a sleeping infant. What surprised me was that once Nicholas fell asleep while sitting on my lap facing out with my hands around him (fingers locked tightly), I also fell asleep for an hour without my hands unlocking, apparently I even snored.

Flying Home

We got about 3 hours of sleep on Friday night since we were packing and eyeballing how much weight was in each suitcase. At 2:30 we woke up, got the last of our stuff together, and drove to the airport to give the car back to the rental agency and catch our flight. The Ford Focus had about 4,000 kilometers on it when we rented it. When we returned it the car had about 8,000 kilometers on it if not more, plus mud, grass/wheat on the undercarriage from driving through a wheat field and a forest, the windshield had a collection of bugs, and the cab of the car had crumbs from all kinds of snack food. We thoroughly used it. The flight from Warszawa to Amsterdam was one hour and 40 minutes. We learned that when going to USA through Amsterdam or through Zurich the passengers can not take any liquids on board, but any other airport and that is not a problem, so if you have some bottle of water you bought in Warszawa that you were hopping to drink in Amsterdam and on the plane to Seattle you might as well chug it in Amsterdam before getting through security. Yes, you go though security again in Amsterdam even thought you are only transferring to go further and you already went through security in Warszawa and were already thoroughly patted down and discovered that the wires in your bra set off the metal detector. So, we went through security again and entertained Nicholas for an hour in the waiting area as he gave a concert to all of the passengers waiting with us for the plane to Seattle with the lyrics being “Ba, Ba, Ba”.
The plane from Warszawa to Amsterdam was operated and owned by KLM. The flight attendants were very nice, once again giving us a special seat belt for Nicholas, it was awesome the care they extended to us and to our baby. We would fly KLM again but it appears they are limited on their operations on the west coast of the US. The plane from Amsterdam to Seattle was 10 hours and 10 minutes. Nicholas slept 2 or 3 times in between socializing with his neighbor, the 21 month old Eliot. We were in the bulk head this time which was great, the two toddlers could easily walk and crawl around under our careful supervision and we were also comfortable. We did not get the bassinet because as it turns out it can only contain a 9 kilogram baby and Nicholas is 10.5 kilograms and he is too long for it. The bassinet I was told tends to accommodate babies 6 months or under. The trip went overall well. As I write this I am in Seattle, we arrived at 11 something today and I am falling asleep at the computer. It was a tiring day. I’ll write more tomorrow.

Lodz: Gorkiego 1A – childhood home till age 10

Thursday afternoon we arrived in Lodz, the city where I called home till I was 10. I have not been to certain parts of this city since childhood. Jason, Nicholas, and I parked at my old elementary school, painted since the last time I saw it. The old store and office complex next door has aged significantly, but the post office from which I would call my Mom after school was there, and so was Stokrotka – the little restaurant where I would sometimes go for potato dumplings. I could see the 13 story building where I lived on the 10th floor (we don’t count the first floor in Poland since that is 0, so in Polish its 12 stories, and I lived on 9th). The highlight of walking around in this old neighborhood was the forest where my parents would take me for walks, to the giant sandbox near the play area, or a play day in the forest with school. There are many paths in the forest and its not the kind of wild forest where animals live and you can’t see other people’s feet in front of you because its not thick at all. This is the kind of forest that was most likely planted about 50 years or os (my guess only) because the vegetation is thin on the ground, it was a great place to play and not get lost.
The next day we walked down Piotroska street, a little shopping, a large mid day meal in a traditional Polish food restaurant and of course ice cream at the “Hort Cafe”, where I use to go with my parents to celebrate birthdays. The ice cream sundays where incredible. Will upload pictures soon. And that was the last day in Poland. On Friday evening we drove to Warszawa, packed and then woke up at 2:30 am on Saturday for our 6 am flight home.

Hello! Hello!, Goodbye! Goodbye!

On Monday we left grandma Halinka, aunt Bogusia (my Godmother), uncle Krzysiek, and cousins Artur and Renata, and all the family on my Dad’s side that came to Renatka’s wedding. It was a hard day, but then goodbyes are always hard. How can we know when we will come back again and for how long. I was trying to fit three years of catching up into three days during which there were wedding preparations, a wedding, and then recovery time. I managed to hang out a little bit with everyone, but it did feel like a speeding express train skipping over tracks.
We drove 3 hours from the village of Piaski, near the town of Lututow, to the town of Tarnowo Podgorne near the city of Poznan. At the end of the day we saw my uncle Mietek, aunt Krystyna, their daughters with husbands and children: Gosia – husband Jacek and son Ziemek, and Kasia – husband Krzysiek and son Kacper. It was a house full of children and grandchildren for uncle and aunt and with me, Jason, and Nicholas it was even more louder. In the next two days, Tuesday and Wednesday we saw grandpa Jozef at noon and aunt Krystyna and uncle Mietek with family in the evening. Dziadek Jozef lives on the farm where he moved with his wife and children about 40 years ago. His son Piotrek works the farm with his wife Renata and their children David, Lukasz, and Evelina who is married to Marcin and has a daughter Nichole. The last three were on vacation at the Baltic Sea. We chatted, watched Nicholas play with everyone, and ate good Polish food. On Tuesday Jason, Nicholas and I drove to Rogalin to see the palace there, only to discover that the palace is closed till September for renovations. It was 5 pm and the castle in Kurnik near by would have probably been closed too. Plus it was late, we were tired and the bugs were eating us alive. We are sick of the bugs, not just the mosquitoes but all the other country bugs that take nibbles at us. We also miss our own bed and basement where we can escape the heat, there is no escaping it here. Yesterday we said our goodbyes.
Today is Thursday and we are driving to Ludz, where I lived till the age of ten at which point I came to United States. Till next time.

A Polish Wedding – Eat, Drink, Dance, Be Merry, and repeat every hour till sunrise

We are now the third day in my Dad’s family’s region of Poland. First day we relaxed in the Piaski village where Grandma Halinka lives with my aunt Bogusia (my godmother), and uncle Krzysiek, their son Artur and daughte Renatka. Renatka just got married yesterday. Today we are recovering.
At a Polish wedding it is possible to drink over 10 shots of vodka in a night and wake up without hand over. How you ask. Well there is a formula to this fun madness. First you eat, then you toast to the happy couple and make them kiss, next you make fin of them for kissing badly by singing songs about it ( all the gusets in unison at the same time) and you make them kiss 5 or more times, then you dance. Next you eat more, drink more vodka an play some wedding games, and dance. You reapeat this process every hour and drink nothing but vodka, coffe, hot tea, and the ocasional juice. You end the party at 6 in the morning, wake up at 11 and start over again more slugishly now. And here we are, slumped over coffe and a fabulous breakfast, I don’t know how Polish women stay thin after weddings like this. On a few hours there will be dinner and the waiters have already replace the empty bottles of vodka with fresh ones for today. In Poland dinner is between 1 and 3, the evening meal is supper.
Nicholas slept through most of the church wedding ceremony, and then he danced with everyone at the wedding. Finaly crashed at 10, our borrowed video monitor lasted for an hour (we acidentaly fried our baby monitor due to voltage being higher then it could handle) so I went to bed at 12 and Jason kept on going till 4. We both had a great time. Jason just stepped back inside from a quick game of after wedding volley ball game and Nicholas is napping in the banquet hall in his stroller as I type this and drink more coffe.


Vienna is huge and when the hotel porter gave me the city map I just about hyperventilated. I’m suppsed to find a museum in all this? Well, the Old Town actualy fit on only one rectangle of the fold out map, which after finaly finding I felt a great big sense of relief. At this point in the trip we had the growing fatigue fighting with our enthusiasm, so walking all over the huge city did not appeal to us.
We saw three museums over the course of two days. The Klum….. museum was similar to the Louve, it was large and it was best to pick a section that we really wanted to see first and add on to that later. The Secession museum was started by the modern artists suceeding from the tradional style on Vienna hence it has changing contemporary exhibits on it’s two top floors and the permanent large fresco in the basement by Gustav Klimt done in his Gold period. It is a tribute to Bethoven’s fifth symphony starting with floating women signyfying longing for happiness. As the eye moves to the right the story unfolds. Klimt is not for everyone and Jason was not impressed but I loved it. The last museum, also in my opinion the most worth it was the Belvedare palace. It has a garden, currently in the process of being renovated, as well as exhibits in the lower and upper level. We went to the upper Belveder, the home of Gustav Klimt’s “The Kiss”, which was amazing. I had no idea that it was that large. The painting was very well lit and surrounded by some of his othe works including “Judith”. The museum also had a lot of works by Egon Shiller, some by Hofman, a Reniuar, Monet, and others.
That evening Nicholas surprised us by sleeping through dinner and letting us enjoy a nice Austrian beer and dinner. The next day we were in the car for 8 hours driving to grandma’s house. It was a hard trip on Nicholas. That much time in a car was too much.

Munich Museums & Beer garden

We have done so much walking in the last two days. Oh do my feet hurt, but my knee does not. It’s a little sore but it’s nothing compared to my feet. I’m very glad that I got the knee surgery before this trip. There is no way that I would have been able to do any of the walks on this trip if I did not get my knee fixed first.
So, day one in Munich was laundry and getting lost in old town. Day two was the Deutche Miseum. It is a science museum, very popular with kids. There were many sections: mining, electricity, avionics, paper making, ship models, pieces of ships marine and space, windmills, trains, turbines, engines, computers, maps, bridges, ect. Soooo much stuff. Jason was geeking out to his heart’s content, especialy by the computer science section. We spend over two hours there and could have easily spend more, but Nicholas needed some crawling time.
In the evening we walked to the Augustiner Beer Garden under the trees. It was one of those places that we pictured when thinking of traditional Germany: waitresses in traditional long skirts, vests and aprons bringing one-liter glass mug onto a wooden table as people sing, eat sausages and chat. The beer was light, only one kind but it was soo good and refreshing that we did not need another. We split the first liter and the second liter I accidentaly got mixed with lemonade (popular with bicyclist since it has less alcohol and cyclists get the breathelizer test in Germany too). We got some ribs and a giant pretzel, all good, pretzel was soft and lightly crunchy. It was awesome food. This particular beer garden had an area for children to play, with tables around it for parents. Nicholas was fascinated by the laughing and running tots from one to 8 years old. We let him do a little investigation on his own with us closely by. What is nice about a place like this is that we had an opportunity to talk to other parents. The couple with whom we shared a table with had two children, the wife was Spanish and the husband French. We had a great time talking to them for over two hours on life in germany, parenthood, politics in America, you name it. Nicholas fell asleep in his stroller and sleept in it for an hour as we had an adult conversation. He did not even wake up as we brought him back to our room.
Day three in Munich we managed to squeeze in both the Audi museum and the BMW museum. We drove and hour outside of Munich to get to the Audi museum. It had an impressive set up inside. Once Jason uploads the pictures you will know what I am talking about. Since it was Sunday we could not get the factory tour since no one was working. At the museum Nicholas finaly had a fit. He cried and twisted his body aroud when in stroler, when held, when standing. For a few minutes there was no consoling him. He finaly calmed down but I had to carry him around everywhere. He bahaved a little better at the BMW museum, but overal it was not his beast day. The BMW museum was fascinating on the outside but on the inside not all parts were accesible to folks on wheels, so with Jason’s help I was able to see it all but a person in a wheel chair would not. We ended the day with a walk around the Olympic park constructed for the 1970’s Olympics. Yes the Olympics when the Jewish athletes were murdered and once I realized that: the park felt eerie for a moment. The moment passed and we enjoyed a walk outside in the greenery after all day in either a car or in buildings with exhibits about cars. Finaly the evening bugs tries to eat us alive and we had to head back to the hotel.
Today, Monday we drove to Vienna. An estimated 4 hours drive. It took 6 with a break for some Austrian grub at a gas station with restaurant catering to truck drivers and large tourist buses. The next two days we hope to see some art museums and to walk around Vienna. We are however quite tired and look forward to doing nothing at my Grandma’s on Thursday

Laundry in Munich, now to dry it.

We had two types of laundry rope. One was a twisted rope with suction cups that could not hold the weight of damp socks. It’s saving grace were the hooks that could be hooked on the rope after winding the rope arould say the shower rod and towel holder. The second rope was a tightly braided Rick Steves laundry rope with velcrow straps on each end. This was a better deisgn since the braid was woven so tightly that it held all items well and the velcrow could stand up to the weight of wet clothes. Unfortunately we ran out of room in the bathroom to use it well.

Laundry in Munich, rain, beer, and nap time

Today was supposed to be the Audi museum day, but the fatigue of time change and Nicholas’ adjustment to time change, driving, and lack of clean clothes caught up with us. Instead today was, well, it started of as an easy going day that had us running latter on and laughing later.
Laundry – we finally found a laundry mat with the help of the ladies running our hotel. 30 washing machines at EUR 4 a load, and 2 driers at EUR 0.6 a load. Why? one might ask: because the driers don’t dry, they shake the container for 5 minutes shaking the water out of the clothes, resulting in damp but not dripping clothes that you take home and hang all over your apartment, or on travel laundry ropes in our case (see Laundry blog w/ picture).
We decided to visit one of the local beer houses and have some Bavarian food. It was good, meat and potato dumplings, the beer was ok. When it was time to leave however; the thunder storm we have been avoiding for the last 2 days finally caught up with us. It just kept on pouring as we stood by the entrance to the beer house facing the decision: to get wet or not to get wet. Every time we went out, so far, we had our rain gear with us, except this time. We realized that we forgot the rain shield for the stroller at home in Seattle. Standing there looking at the rain we finally decided to go for it and run since we did not know how long the rain would fall. We had a water proof Rick Steeves bag with us that we put Nicholas’ lower half in and hang the handles of it on the side hooks of the stroller. Nick looked as if he was a loaf of bread sticking out of a grocery sack. Once nicely packaged we made a run for it, and the rain only got worse. By the time we reached our hotel 10 minutes later Nicholas was the least soaked of all of us, although he did not mind any of it, happily chewing on his teether the whole time. After a bath to warm up we all took a nap. The food, beer, and the unexpected exercise made us tired.
In the late afternoon we needed some caffeine but going to the local Starbucks was not an option. Yes, just like McDonalds, Starbucks is everywhere now. So we walked to the city center and were pleasantly surprised at all the old buildings, pained facades, and a huge Gothic “Glock….” something or other, it looked like a church but wasn’t. (more on the Glock thing tomorrow). When planning this trip we knew we would be limited by having Nicholas with us so all we planned for was the car museums and the the German equivalent of the Smithsonian; hence, we did not read about the all the other cool stuff in Munich. We will probably cram for the rest of our time in Munich at breakfast tomorrow since we will be wondering around that area again. Anyway, we found a nice restaurant with friendly waiters, had a great meal, and wondered around the area until we got lost and were not sure which direction to go. It was a pleasant weather and since we did not feel exhausted we did not worry about it. It was time to use the “where the hell are we” application on the iPhone. It was a good day, even thought it was not what we originally planned. We look foreword to getting lost tomorrow night as well.

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