We're the kind of parents who usually figure that no news is good news when our children are at camp or on a school trip. I mean, if something bad happens, they call you, right? They're not just going to lose your kid and forget to let you know.
But after almost a week and a half of not hearing a peep out of Boy15, we did start to get a little worried, especially since he had promised to write to his grandparents. They're the kind of people who take family correspondence very seriously.
Yesterday, with only four days to go, we finally had a sign of life from deepest, darkest Austria - a postcard for us and one for Oma and Opa! Phew!
Greetings from Kleinwalsertal. Experience the original.
Our card reads:
Hallo Mummy, Papa und Boy12,
In Baad gibt's nichts zu tun und nichts zu sehen, aber beim Wandern habe ich ein paar tolle Fotos gemacht. Es regnet nie and das Essen is super! Hier gibt's auch Minigolf! Wir haben auch 'nen kleinen Fernseher für Fussball. Und am Sonntag haben sich alle gelangweilt. Heute geht's auf die 3-Tages-Tour.
In plain English that would be:
Hello Mummy, Papa and Boy12,
There's nothing to do and nothing to see in Baad, but I took a few nice pictures while we were hiking. It never rains and the food is great! And there's mini golf! We also have a small TV to watch soccer. On Sunday we were all bored. Today we're going on a 3-day hiking tour.
That's our boy - saved by the (cow)bell.