Thanks to an odd twist of fate, as of this afternoon we're back in our old apartment in Freiburg for the next few weeks. We spent the past three nights staying with friends Wolfgang, Christina, and Terisa on the building's third floor (which would be the fourth floor in the U.S.--I want full credit for all those stairs) while the tenants who replaced us in December moved out. That was more than sufficient time for Terisa, age 3.5, to fall madly in love with Elias (actually, he was targeted before we even arrived). Elias in turn demonstrated he's a remarkably gracious and good-humored 9-year-old.
Elias is spending this week at a summer camp at the Weiherhof school, practically in our backyard. He attended the same camp last year, and we thought it would be a good way for him to meet up with kids again and hone his German. The teachers were delighted to see him this morning, and Elias was delighted to reconnect with three of his best school friends. After camp, Elias went across the street to trade soccer cards with his faithful pen-pal and fellow camper Johannes.
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