adventures


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Jun 15

Bubbles in Berlin

One evening as we were returning from our adventures to our flat we found a guy entertaining kids with bubbles. Since bubbles makes everyone feel like a kid again we decided to play too.

The Yankee was terrific at this, of course.

My favorite parts are her expressions, and all of the people in the background of these shots watching her.

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14
Jun 15

Pictures of my best girl

These were from earlier in the month, at the Pergamon Museum in Berlin:

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She put together a wonderful trip.


12
Jun 15

On the road again

I love little things like this. I never notice them until some unusual moment, like standing on the top stair, catching my breath while loading luggage.

What news, what happiness has come through the pressing of that doorbell over the years? How many times has it chimed inside? How many of the people who stood there and pressed that button where trying to sell something?

We’re heading home. The good news is that the black cat is traveling with us:

The bad news is that Allie has to spend the best part of a day in the car:

She’s an excellent passenger, though. Probably better than we are.

There are only so many rounds of “I Spy” you can play in the mountains.

“Something green!”

And we learned we’re both pretty bad at 20 questions. We couldn’t especially remember the rules and had a hard time keeping count, which sort of blunts the purpose of the game.

But we are home at last. Our doorbell button looks undisturbed.


11
Jun 15

Brandom-burg pic

(Extra material from our trip to Germany.)

I knew there were selfies from the Brandenburg Gate. I just stumbled on them, and here’s one now.

Make fun of the selfie stick if you like, but it helped us compose some nice pictures during the trip.

There probably will be plenty of extra shots from the trip for a while. See them again for the first time!


10
Jun 15

My introduction to Carvel

Thomas Carvel was a Greek immigrant. The story goes he wanted to make his customers smile and bought an ice cream truck. Somehow a flat tire figures into the legend because he built his first ice cream store where the truck broke down.

Now, 81 years and countless stores later, here I am, learning about clown cakes.

Seems that Wednesdays are also buy one sundae get another one at a pl;easing consumer price point. So that’s what we did.

Good promotion. There was a line out of the door at one point while we were there. But no one was buying clown cakes.