Rollerblading? The zoo? HRC!
Trip Start Mar 17, 2007
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People are already staring at us when we walk to our rollerblading spot but this is nothing compared to the staring when we start rollerblading! The little boy, selling 'stuff' forgets about selling and looks at us: mouth open. Business men, people in rags, they all stare. After 10 minutes, yes indeed, Dr T is told off by a security guard. He waves the guard away. I try to stay out of his way
What is next? The zoo. We take the metro and arriving at the zoo station, we start to walk. And walk. And walk. Dr T says, we should have passed by the entrance. We go back. Another look on the map. The map has a legend in Spanish which says: aperto: M-D. Dr T says see, it is open on Mondays. M??? Mercrido? Something like that?! Meaning Tuesday. Meaning closed on Monday. F... !
But: hubby knows something I do not know: the HRC is close. We walk there and have a lovely meal. The menu card is very different of anything I have ever seen before in a HRC. We take the metro home and I am: ready for a snooze! The heath, 2 beers and I sleep for an hour, while Tony goes next door to the internet café. When he comes back, we shower and just go next door again, to play computer games and write stories. We have a late Italian meal (Dr T has a spaghetti with ham, chicken and ... SWEET cream). And, as usual, we both enjoy our half an hour of reading in bed.