on the eve of the fourth, GG took the kidlets home with her and allowed the man and i an entire day AND night to our selves. needless to say, it was magical.
first half of the day, we moseyed on over to the international peace gardens. a park in the back of a park, with lots of diff little areas dedicated to diff countires, blah blah blah...
just being with my honey, walking leisurely through the rain and being able to take our sweet time was lovely.
i: hey, turn around and do an asian pose no i am not racist.
telling me all about how much he loves the asian culture and the symbolism in each tiny detail.
snails see the benefits, the beauty in every inch.
when this happens, and it will, it will be a glorious day,
k: take a pic of this tree, the bark looks really cool wet.
i: really? i dont get it... here, you do it.
he was right.
admiring the wet bark.
we visited denmark and brasil.
finland.
germany and lebanon.
my feet got soaked and frozed.
russia from behind was beautiful.
korea has cool walls.
refuge from the rain.
when my bangs get wet:
THE BANGS!!! if you dont get the reference, you dont deserve an explanation.
all that was of wales.
Sweden i think? there was no sign, only a flag.
canada and africa
france.
there were a few other countries but i got tired of uploading.
wet bag. it wasnt ruined!
two of my very favorite men ever. ever.
we kept it international the rest of the day... sort of.
Where did you get yer bag? I love it.
ReplyDeletefossil. the outlets in park city even!! i padded it and turned it into my camera bag since all camera bags to be purchased are hideous.
ReplyDeleteI thought maybe you would go to International House of Pancakes!
ReplyDeletedoooood! ant penny, i feel like a huge failure for not thinking of that.
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