|The movers wrapped pads around the furniture|
|All our stuff barely filled half the truck|
|The furniture fits in half of a 10'x20' storage unit, leaving|
room for some shelves and more boxes still to come
The next question was, would everything fit at the boat that we wanted there? So far it's looking good. We put the most often used clothing in the small closets, and stored the rest in bins under the bed or in the offsite storage unit. I was able to find counter space for some bulky kitchen equipment: Vitamix, food processor, mixer. I'll have to adapt my baking and cooking, because the oven is too small for, say, a regular cookie sheet or 9x13 pan, certainly not my roasting pan (too bad, as I love to roast big batches of vegetables). We have lots of neighbors at the marina who've been live-aboards for years, so obviously any space limitations can be handled.
With all the Esperanto events we'll be going to in Europe, we were hoping to keep a low profile and not contribute to the programs. But the organizer of the weeklong event at the Grésillon castle in France was fairly persistent, so we ended up consenting to do some informal evening talks. Les will do something with ham radio, and I'll do one slide show about living on a houseboat, and another on our 4-month trip in "Esperanto-land". (By that time, in early August, we should have some tales to tell.) I can actually lead games, also, at many events; even though we can't spare space for equipment, I know several games that need only paper or a whiteboard or nothing at all (Dudek demandoj, for example).* It really does make it fun at events when everybody contributes in some way.
That event at the castle is for families, as is another one in Hungary that we hope to get to for a day or two (most people go for the whole 12 days). They remind me of a recent article in New Republic magazine. Gregory, the man interviewed, lives in Toronto, and I hope he brings his children to Europe sometime for the many family get-togethers; it's wonderful how the kids, with ten or more native languages, play together in Esperanto. I assume that we'll meet Gregory and his son and daughter at the Toronto Esperanto weekend in May.
We recently became aware of a strange coincidence. Our home page is at lrk.sdf.org, and a friend in France informed us that SDF is the French designation for a homeless person (sans domicile fixe)! How delightfully appropriate for us as we begin our new life as vagabonds.
* Dudek demandoj = Twenty questions