So there we were this past Saturday all of us bundled in the living room watching the clock intensely. We were expecting a long distance call from someone here in blogville. Someone that we have talked to verbally by type, sent packages to back/forth and even talked to them on Facebook. But we had never talked in person via the phone. Emails were sent back and forth and the magical time was set for 2:30 pm our time which would make it 8:30 pm their time. That’s right, they are SIX hours ahead of us.
Then it happened. The phone rang. We all jumped of course because we were concentrating on the phone and clock. Mom answered the phone and put it on speaker.
Mom – “Hello”
Friend in blogville – “Hello is this the Hotel Thompson?”
Score – jumps for joy. It is our friend and not a solicitor or robo call – snorts. I know – I know. You’re asking who was the caller. It was – are you ready for this – my brother Easy from France! We were ALL so excited. We got to talk to Easy’s dad and had such a blast! Mom was so excited that she got to talk to a real Frenchman – hubba hubba. It was an awesome time full of fact changing and getting to know each other and ask questions that we’ve always wanted to. And talk about accents. WOW! It was great.
One never knows who might reach out from across the telephone lines in the future. Thanks Easy for calling this oinker. We had the best of time! I know it’s greedy to say but we can’t wait to do it again!