After we picked El niño up at the bus stop, we walked back over to the. coolest. park. EVER. and ate doner kebab again, for dinner. El niño invited other kids from the hotel to the park with us, but their mom told him that a mile was too far to walk for her kids. I'm glad the kiddos are embracing this whole powered by foot thing as well as they are, because I only have to scroll back through the blog to see what we would be missing out on otherwise.
As promised, pictures of the. coolest. park. EVER:
the. coolest. entrance. EVER.
Tree house!
Cheeseball filling up the bucket with sand for El niño to hoist up by pulley.
El niño dumping out said bucket through the "sand chute".
All parks should have hammocks.
Cheeseball petting the nice, three-headed dragon. She would probably name it and drag it home with us to snuggle up with at nap time, if only it were real.
I also managed to take my own pictures of doner kebab and donerteller tonight, but really they don't look any different than the lifted picture I used yesterday.
And, the yarn shop was still teasing me with beautiful fibers in the windows but locks on the doors.
Tomorrow, I go look at houses for the first time. I'm excited, but a little nervous about the timing. I just hope we don't find the perfect place and lose it while waiting for resolution in our big battle with the Housing Office.
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2 comments:
I wonder if Germans are just less sue-happy so they don't have such strict rules about playground equipment? Whereas we sue if coffee is hot and so we have to dumb everything down to the most gentle version of itself. Plastic, curved, padded.
Glad you brought along your camera today!
That's exactly what we're thinking. And Germans seem to be less protective of their kids, in general. I daily have heart attack moments while people let their babies toddle up the giant rock mountain and wrestle eachother down the super tall slides. They seem to be fine with it.
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