Here I was..Six weeks old, and Dad decided I needed to go on my 1st road trip!One of the things you'll discover about my folks is they are creatures of habit. For eg if its a Saturday afternoon its easy to predict which cafe my folks can be found frequenting. If its Thursday evening - its Picasso. It goes on.
In the summer - my parents always find themselves in Brugge, at the Verdi, in the same suite! When I say always - this is a pattern that has repeated itself since 2003 when Dad 1st came here on business.
Oma was leaving next Wednesday, so Dad decided it would be fun for all of us to take a trip.
So Oma and Mummy packed again for the yeti hunt, though mum in all her haste forgot to pack any clothes for herself! Which is really funny if you know my Mummy!
Everyone was really amazed at how much I loved the weekend away! Loads of strangers beamed at me - it was fun! Oma bought me a beautiful lace dress. Can't wait to grow into it!
At dinner the waiter asked me if I'd like a blond beer to go with my mussels. Perhaps next time!
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