London, England: Adventure Day (Harry Potter Studio Tour Day!) Part 1

So to be completely honest the entire reason we came back to London this year, was to go to the Harry Potter Studio Tour. Ty and I were HP fans already. We started the kids on the audiobooks about two years ago. They fell for the stories, hard! The kids and I have listened to the entire series about 4 or 5 times, entirely now. It’s what we listen to anytime we’re in the car. So we knew this was going to be a wonderful experience!

We didn’t have entrance tickets till 1pm, so we walked around downtown London from our hotel. Played at a playground and the started taking the train out to HP. It’s about a 25 minute ride. From there you jump on a dedicated HP bus which takes you right to the studio. Ty had read that if it’s not busy they may let you in ahead of your scheduled time. So we decided to go for it, and we managed to get in right after noon.

(Be forewarned there is an excessive amount of HP associated photos in this post.)

I’m so proud of Ty on this day. He not only booked us the audio tour headsets, he got us the Official Guidebook, and he tolerated/supported the numerous gift shop stops throughout the tour! πŸ™‚

They also have these great little Passports (for free!) that you can grab at the entrance. It has you searching for snitches throughout the tour, and you get embossed stamps as well. It’s a great way to engage younger tour participants, or those who maybe aren’t huge fans. We were so busy looking at everything, we didn’t bother too much with the snitch hunt. But my kids did enjoy the embossing machines.

They first show you a short clip about the studio and the history of the movies being made there. Then they take you right up to the entrance of the Grand Hall and you start the tour by walking through it. It was all dressed up for Christmas and was a great way to start the tour. It was a bit rushed since they continuously start off new tour groups in there. So if you’re hoping to linger and really enjoy the details, you just don’t get that kind of time.

The audio headsets were great, for giving full details about each station, along with additional video clips, and still photos. We’d read the average person can see everything in 3 hours. We got in just after noon, and left just after 6pm. And personally, this felt very rushed! Looking back at Ty’s photos, there was a whole area that I missed! So if you’re true fans, please allow yourselves plenty of time.

From here we got to see the Gryffindor Common Room and the boys dormitory.

More costumes and amazing set pieces.

We got to walk through Dumbledors office. The attention to detail was incredible! It must have been an amazing experience to work on these movies.

They had a fun quidditch exhibit and we could practice our broom skills. πŸ˜‰

The burrow!

They had a dueling station thy was interactive. It was so neat, and the kids got to practice their moves!

More amazing set pieces.

They had a small set of the Forbidden Forest.

I’m going to end this post here. There’s plenty more to come from the day and this was about where we snuck into the bathrooms to take a belated lunch break! πŸ˜† We were no where near the cafeteria area and we desperately needed to refuel. So yeah, we blocked the handicap stall for like 5 minutes to stuff our faces and had a line of people waiting on us when we left. (Shame!)

Fez, Morocco: Adventure Day 2 (kind of)

It was another rough night of sleep in Fez! Not surprisingly though The local leather cobbler is right next door. He bangs always with his wooden mallet till 11:30. Call to prayer is at 5am, the roosters, and local large dog, start making a racket around 4am. It’s extremely loud in this Medina.

L and I tried to sleep in as long as possible, since we had quarantined ourselves from the sickies. We even stayed in our room and watched some shows after we woke up. Once it became apparent that the others were awake. We got up and had some breakfast of toast, jam, and hard boiled eggs. The same food we’ve been eating for days around here!

It appeared R and Ty were on the mend enough to leave the house. We made a plan to get out of the Medina and have some sun on our faces! Ty said he found some hiking trails just outside the gate so we went for it.

Turns out those hiking trails were through a cemetery and a garbage dump. πŸ€¦πŸ»β€β™€οΈ Oh well, we’re not too picky. However, may I just say, from what we have been exposed to, Fez has a rather unpleasant smell about the whole town. I think it’s a bad combination between the tanneries and the garbage that is just everywhere.

This family was getting their drinking water from what appeared to be a still pool of water, in the middle of a cemetery. My greatest takeaway from this way how thankful I should be for my VERY easy life!

We did find some old castle ruins.

We played some Crazy 8’s here on the mountain top. Then we made our way to a bit of a neighborhood square. We finally got to mail some postcards to friends and family.

Then we hit a local bakery for some ok sweets. Think fennel cookies, or dates instead of chocolate. No one overdoes the sugar like we do in the US.

We made our way back through the ruins/garbage to the Medina.

The kids found some seashells, literally buried in the hillside. They may actually be fossils! We couldn’t figure out why else they would be there, amongst the trash.

We passed by where all the hides are dried once they have been tanned, and dyed. It again, smelled as lovely as you’d imagine.

We then wound our way back into the labyrinth of the Medina for a few hours of rest at home. More card playing and iPad watching.

We did rouse ourselves to attempted dinner out again. We did a bit of lackluster shopping. We also completed a wishlist item of R’s, to get some henna tattoos.

L got jealous once he saw how cool it was. I needed some too of course. But she started running out of henna, so I got what was left.

We had hoped to get some Thai food for dinner but they didn’t open for another hour and half at this point. So we ended up back at the Chinese food restaurant. Just because we couldn’t handle kebabs and fries any more. (We’re totally burnt out on Morocco at this point, Sorry if I’m starting to sound whiney) We had half of what we ordered at the restaurant and left all this food. It felt so privileged to do this, as boys where popping in from the street to slyly beg us for money.

We were happy to head home knowing this would be our last night in the Medina.

Again the leather cobblers were at work till 11:30pm. Again the dogs and roosters were going crazy. It was another night of less than wonderful sleep. But we went to bed content with the knowledge, we were headed to London in the morning. 5am, early morning to be exact!

Fez, Morocco: Adventure Day (kind of)

Well last night was a bust as well! I woke up with L in my bed, and could hear talking downstairs. I found Ty in the bathroom with R. He had made her a nest of pillows and blankets by the toilet. They were FaceTiming my mom for support.

R was a mess. She hadn’t gotten sick, but felt extremely nauseous. She seemed to have a bit of a fever as well. I gave her some Pepto and Tylenol. Then tried to get her to eat some bread. We lounged around most of the morning. The kids did some school work on the iPad. Ty took a nap since he’d spent most of the night up with R.

The kids watched some shows, while I messed with the blog. The internet is good, unless I want to add photos.

Finally about 1pm I was going stir crazy and ready to leave the house. So Ty found us a Chinese restaurant and we set off. (We’re so sick of grilled meat and French fries, we needed something different!)

We found the restaurant and thank goodness it was wonderful! No one spoke English and we don’t speak Chinese or French. (French is the second language here, after Arabic) But with lots of pointing we managed to order some very yummy food.

The second goal of the day was to visit the tanneries. It’s what Fez is known for. So Ty located them on the map and we set off. These streets are like nothing I’ve ever seen before. There are just walls of buildings everywhere. So you can’t actually get out unless you go to these very specific gates. It’s very labyrinth like, and dark, and old, and a touch uncomfortable. I honestly don’t feel like I can describe them adequately. There are houses on some streets, food vendors on others, restaurants, and trash heaps everywhere. There is no such thing as a trash can Trash collection appears to be a few workers with stick brooms that come out early in the morning. Its. Very. Different.

Anyway, thank goodness for GPS, we were able to find the tannery. Well actually when you get any where close to it the locals start pointing you in the right direction. Finally I gave in, and followed a local “worker” into this sketchy building to “view the tannery”. It felt like one of those moments that they warn tourists not to go off into unknown areas. Ty scoffs at me though, I swear as a man, he has never had a twinge of unease in Morocco. I have had a very different feeling about the place.

Again, anyway, this worker led us up through these leather shops to a viewing platform. From here you can see the workers below in the tannery. It was the oldest tannery in all of Morocco. It smelled just as terribly as everyone says it would. But it was something to witness!

(Perhaps this short video will show the experience a bit)

After the tannery, we wound our way back to our house. Settled in for the afternoon, gave those who needed it more meds. By this time Ty was really feeling terrible. I was hoping he would perk up a bit more for dinner. But he and R really went down hill quickly.

L and I were left scrambling. We had not enough water for everyone. Just a bit of dried out bread, and not much else for dinner. Also we were short on funds, and needed more cash. Since apparently everyone, only takes cash in Morocco! With much trepidation L and I ventured out onto the streets of the MΓ©dina. With Ty’s phone at 30% battery life as our guide.

It was a major struggle to not only try and find our way in the streets but to then try and locate an ATM. We finally came across a Western Union, which I then was able to get some minor directions to an ATM. That ATM after we finally found it, wouldn’t work. Ugh!! This took us about an hour, to accomplish. We wandered back towards out house, and ran across another vendor we had dealt with earlier. He was able to again give me vague directions toward another ATM. Another half hour of blindly walking up hill, we found an ATM that worked!

By this point, I was over being harassed by local sellers, lost amongst sketchy streets, no really knowing where I was going, it was such an overload. We brought some more bread, eggs, and yogurt drinks from a little quick stop. Then I let L buy a bunch of candy as a reward for being dragged everywhere with me. L, by the way, was loving this adventure through the streets. He would run up and down the hills as fast as he could through the crowds. This kid has so much energy, it’s boggling!

Then we attempted to head back home. This was a whole other challenge. Trying to get somewhere specific was extremely difficult. Especially when you wouldn’t be anywhere on the map. Just in the middle of some streets.

After almost two hours of being gone, and we were close to home, but I was struggling, I gave in to some assistance from the street kids. They’re always hassling as you walk by. In a kind way, saying hi, asking where you’re from, if you’ll give them money. Well this kid offered to show us the way home. So we went with him, and he was able to ask along the way, and got us home much faster than I would have. He of course wanted payment for his ‘service’ but what I offered was apparently too low, so he turned down my money.

We were so happy to be home. R had been sleeping this whole time, she went straight back to bed. Ty was glad to see us safe and went to bed soon after.

I was proud of myself for making it through that adventure, however I had no wish to repeat it any time soon!

Marrakech, Morocco: Adventure Day 2

We got up bright and early with an alarm today. So we could make it to our cooking class by 9am.

We walked through some very quiet streets to get to the main square. It was delightful not to be run down by motorcycles every few minutes.

We bought some fresh juice in the square. Before heading off to find our cooking school.

We met our host and she told us our menu for the day. She gave us our shopping list, and how to order our items in Arabic. We practiced a bit, all of us had our items. Even the kids! Then we went out to shop. She typically teaches larger groups, and not usually with children. But she made an exception for us, and it was wonderful to have our own private chef for the day.

We bought our own vegetables, and spices. Even picked out our own fresh chicken, alive! It was a good reminder for the children, of where animals actually come from. R and L protested a bit, that they wouldn’t eat any. But when it came down to it, they didn’t have any objections eating that chicken!

We made a traditional mint tea, couscous, mashed potatoes, cooked pumpkin (my favorite dish!) chicken tagine, home made bread, fried zucchini (that Ty apparently burned), and a delicious almond/date/apricot dessert.

The kids were extremely involved in every step of the process. Until we got to the stove cooking part. I was impressed with how well they did. We’ve been watching a lot of cooking shows at home, so I was excited to take this class with them. I foresee this becoming a new tradition with us when we travel. It was even great to get Ty more involved in food preparation. A good event for our entire family!

The food was delicious. The kids at least tried everything. It may not have been their favorites, but just exposing them to new flavors is always beneficial.

We did a bit of shopping after we finished our class. R was dying for one of the fancy Moroccan dresses. L wanted a top that the local kids were playing with. Ty and I always try and find a local mask if they have them. We managed to find all these treasures, along with a christmas ornament or two. A mask and an ornament, those are our go-to items to purchase on vacation.

The pottery here is so amazing. I’m still trying to figure out if I can bring home a large ceramic bowl. πŸ™‚

We may have also stopped near the snake charmers again. L is obsessed. He would stand and watch them all day, if we let them.

We made it home, and relaxed for about an hour. Then we walked to the local sandwich shop for dinner. Took it home and enjoyed it on our rooftop terrace. We packed up a bit and are hoping to get the kids to bed a bit early tonight.

Tomorrow we take the plane to Fez, before driving ourselves 3.5-4 hours North to Chefchaouen. Fingers crossed for a smooth travel day tomorrow.

Marrakesh, Morocco: Adventure Day 1

Everyone slept in a bit this morning. We had no agenda for the day. It was nice not to be rushing out the door. We started some laundry before heading out to get some breakfast.

Walking through these streets is quite the experience. Once again, thanks to Ty’s app we’re not the bumbling tourists we could be.

People are selling things everywhere! Mopeds and motorcycles are zipping though. Men on bikes, or guys with donkeys and carts are coming by. You have to squish yourself against the sides of the walkway or they will run you over! Everywhere, is something to look at. It’s a sensory overload!

We made it out to the big square. It was just getting going for the day. Not all that busy. So we found ourselves a restaurant with a view of the square. We had the most amazing brunch, after a bit of confusion. Enjoyed the sunshine, and watching the chaos below.

After brunch, our big draw in the square was the snake charmers. They’re a huge scam from what Ty’s researched. So we prepped the kids prior to leaving the house. If someone comes up to you, what do you say? If they want to put a snake or something on you what do you say? My kids have handled the chaos well. They just start shouting, NO, NO, NO!

So after this prep, all we did was stand off to the side and watch the guys with these cobra snakes. We also snuck some photos.

We explored the markets a bit more before heading back to our house. We washed some more clothes, I blogged a bit, R actually took a nap, while Ty and L played some Uno on the rooftop deck. It was wonderful down time for us all!

We headed back into the main square for dinner. It was so much more intense at night! We found ourselves another restaurant with rooftop seating so we could watch the action. The food was good, however, it took forever, and we were just a bit exhausted by the end of the evening.

We had hoped to shop a bit on the way home, but it was so late, we went straight home, and put everyone to bed. We were to get up early in the morning. We had arranged a cooking class to learn some authentic Moroccan dishes.

Ait Ben Haddou to Sahara Desert, Morocco: Adventure Day (Part 2)

We met our guide for the camel excursion in a local gas station and he drove us out of Zagora into the desert right to camp. We were a bit confused since we thought we were riding the camels to camp but he soon explained that when the camels arrived with the other group of people, about 20+ Spaniards, then we would ride the camels around the camp grounds.

This wasn’t exactly like what we had planned but we rolled with it. We liked the idea of riding on our own and not in a giant group at least. Also we were the first ones to camp so we got a private tea service. Mint tea is a BIG deal here! They also upgraded us to a 3 bed tent with a private bathroom. That was extremely nice!

The kids were thrilled to be able to play in the sand.

We watched the camels arrived, and then it was our turn! Time to check, riding camels in the Sahara off our bucket list. πŸͺβœ”οΈ

The kids then took turns leading our caravan back to camp.

We rode about for less than an hour but after we got off Ty’s and my inner thighs were killing us! I cant imagine how it would feel to do the 5 hour camel ride. 😳

We then gave he kids free rein to play in the sand. They went nuts until the sun set.

Try and take a nice photo, this is what happens…

The sun set and things got cold very quickly. We took the kids into the tent and gave them a very quick and cold rinse in the shower drizzle. Then we dressed in our warmest layers and went out to play UNO until dinner.

There were some musicians playing the drums and singing. They let the kids drum when they wanted. R danced her heart out, as long as no one was looking. She said it was her favorite part.

We met some very nice brothers from Barcelona who were traveling with their parents on break. They were wonderful to chat with and play a rounds of cards with till dinner. By now it was 8pm, the kids were starving and tired. It had been a very long day.

Dinner was served in the large tent. It was soup and bread, then some kebabs, a tagine of turkey and vegetables, with fruit for dessert. L didn’t make it past the kebabs before laying down to sleep. R slept through the tagine but woke for some fruit. We left dinner right after that and put the kids to bed fully clothed. It was freezing at this point. The beds had about 4 or 5 heavy blankets on them by there were no heaters. So about 9:30 Ty and I tucked ourselves into bed, fully dressed, coats, and hats on as well. The staff came to check on us, since we were missing the bonfire, more drumming and singing. But we were too tired, from the past few days of poor sleep.

Ty was able to go to sleep, however, I stayed up, snuggled under the covers, messaging family (wifi in the desert, how fancy!) and reading until the drumming stopped about 11:30pm. So I almost stayed up to ring in the New Year. ☺️

Ait Ben Hadou to Sahara Desert, Morocco: Adventure Day (Part 1)

Ait Ben Hadou is a famous Bedouin village, for the fact that something like 16 movies have been filmed there. Most recently for the Game of Thrones! It’s a beautiful ancient village, that about 15 families still live in, approximately 75 people. Five years ago a bridge was put in, so that when the rains flood, they can still leave. Before, they were unable to get across the river, until the rain subsided.

(You can see the sandbag bridge we used, that was all they had previously)

Within a year, they were able to install running water in their village. Before, they had to take donkeys five miles to the well. They’re now working on getting electricity, running electrical lines through their mud walls. It’s amazing the changes a few years can bring.

With our price of admission into the village we got a local guide. He was able to show us all around. Explain the different types of buildings, (castles vs homes), and he even showed us around his own home. His mom was busy weaving a new rug!

(You can see the movie poster from Gladiator hanging up in their ‘salon’, the fighting pits from that movie were filmed here.)

(This was incredible artwork they created using a magnifying glass to burn the images onto some kind of particle board)

(Just some guy selling an antique rifle!)

(Our guide had a 5.5 year old son as well. He understood L’s energy!)

(Vendors were trying to push scarves on us when they learned we were going to the Sahara. But dang how cute is this?!)

We left Ait Ben Hadou and drive about two more hours to Zagora. We met our guide for our camel ride. We were going to ride out into the desert and stay in tents for the night!!

This is photo heavy enough though so I’ll end this here…

Brussels, Belgium to Ait Ben Hadou, Morocco: Travel Day

Ty has been eager to get to Morocco for a couple of years. So we planned 9 days of exploring in Morocco this year.

Leaving Brussels was relatively smooth.

Security was a breeze. Why can’t we get family lanes in the US?! We enjoyed a snack break in the lounge before getting on our flight.

Ryan Air is very bare bones. You don’t get any drinks or food unless you buy it. They don’t even have pockets on the back of their seats. But it was just 3 hours long, and we had electronics and snacks, so we were just fine.

We got through customs, with some weird flirting over pens. I’m still confused by it, but who argues with a customs official!

Ty checked us in for the rental car, and here’s where the day starts going down hill. The desk agent sends us out the doors, up the stairs, and to the tower. Well we go out the doors, up the stairs, and there is no tower. Just a giant, wal-mart size parking lot. With no rental car signs, or employees in sight! We walked from one end of the giant parking lot to the other. Across to the other corner, in the blinding hot sun, before we finally found someone who knew where we should go. It was INSANE! How is this a large well established city?!

We were able to get out of the city with minimal fuss. Thank goodness for Ty’s app. It’s a marriage saver! (One of our worst fights, may have been Ty driving and me trying to follow some Mapquest print outs in El Salvador. Nothing like trying to tell your driver, turn after 3000 yards. πŸ™„)

There were these interesting lanes in the city. A full size lane, a half size lane next to it with a bike/motorcycle lane sharing it. I tried to get a picture to capture this.

It is so different here, definitely a good culture shock.

Our destination was estimated about 3.5 hours outside of Marrakech. So we anticipated a long drive, hoping to keep most of it, prior to the sun setting. After about an hour, R was getting a little car sick, so we found ourselves a cafe/hotel. Right as we pull into the parking lot, she starts getting sick. But she’s a good puke and rally kiddo.

We got back on the road as soon, as we ate, and the kids started listening to an audiobook. The scenery was beautiful, but the buildings are very basic. Mostly mud structures along the road. Sunset was later than we expected, about 7pm.

Then we hit road construction. These roads were so bad, rough sections, lanes would go from two to one, with no warning. There are no lights, no paint, and limited signage. Giant trucks would come zooming around a corner, into our lanes. We were also climbing a pass, so the road, was very squiggly. It was basically, a nightmare situation for someone who gets car sick. I was not as prepared as I should have been. We had one air sickness bag from the airport which didn’t work out so well. Poor R was covered in it, after that second ‘event’. So we had to strip her down to her pants, and try and clean up the car as best we could with a few wet wipes. By the third ‘event’, we were scrambling to find any spare bags we had.

Leaving the restaurant estimated about two hours left of driving. However, when we hit the construction we drove for another hour without our ‘estimate of arrival’ changing at all. πŸ€¦πŸ»β€β™€οΈ So what was going to be a 3.5 hour drive became a 5+ hour drive. Poor R, just kept asking when we were going to arrive, and I had to keep saying about 2 more hours. It was a long, long evening.

(This was a screen shot from the worst of our route!)

We were so thankful to arrive at our hotel! L thankfully fell asleep about an hour before we arrived. So Ty carried him in and put him right to bed. R, we had to wash off in the shower, because she was covered in vomit. Only after we had showered her did we realize they forgot the towels. I tried to dry her off with one of Ty’s t-shirts. Then we bundled her into bed. The room was quite cold, since they don’t have the heat on until you arrive. She went to sleep with her scarf and hat on her head.

My surprise was a rock hard bed. It was the hardest bed I have ever slept on. It was one step above a park service bunk. But we were exhausted, and it felt good to lay flat. That’s about the best I can say. πŸ˜‰

Morocco, you will be an adventure!

Bruges, Belgium: Adventure Day

So we typically like 3 days in a city, anything after that we usually have too much down time. Knowing this, Ty found us cheap train tickets to Bruges, for the day. It’s apparently the “Venice of Belgium” πŸ™‚ To us, it’s what we think Amsterdam will look like. It was beautiful, everywhere you turned!

We took the morning a bit slow. The boys played some epic Uno, while I got some laundry done, and R has been obsessed with these French Donald Duck comic books that are in the apartment. We left the apartment about 9, and the train took almost 2 hours, which one station change. The odd thing was, at no point did anyone ever check our tickets. Honor system I suppose…

Bruges is a beautiful town. It was fun just to walk around and see the buildings.

Photo overload! We came across another small Christmas Market. Lunch was a few bratwurst, a hamburger, and a hot dog. Before we walked to a playground. I managed to get myself a beer from a local brewery! It was very good, and strong.

Our final sightseeing item was the windmills that used to surround the town. There are now just 4 left. We were all pretty tired by this point. We’d been walking for hours. But we plugged on, and we’re rewarded by watching a barge coming down the canal and a drawbridge lifting up.

European excitement right there!

The windmills were beautiful.

We saw all the windmills and trudged our way back to the train station. It was lovely but our legs were tuckered out!

We were tired and the train was extremely full so we had the kids piled on our laps. But we made it back to Brussels uneventfully. Grabbed some last minute groceries at the market and some burgers and nuggets at the to-go shop. (I’m so ready for some vegetables!) It was a welcome sight to get back to our apartment!

We all walked over 11 miles, and again we are so impressed with how well the kiddos are doing! Everyone earned foot massages with bedtime tonight. πŸ˜‰

Brussels, Belgium: Adventure Day 2

So we spent a bit of a chilly night in the apartment. I slept in my down vest for part of the night. Ty quickly realized we had no hot water, which is everything for this place! No hot water means, no heat in the radiators. So it was about 30 degrees outside and we had no heat…

I’m sitting at the table, wrapped in a comforter, with my hat on, while having my morning tea. Just a wee bit freezing!!

Ty messaged the host for a bit, also messed with the water heater a bit. But nothing was working. So we bundled up and headed out for adventure for the day. It was also quite cold outside today. A damp, foggy cold.

We took the train to the Atomium museum. It was so foggy we could only see parts of it at a time. Also, strangely enough, it was extremely busy! The line to buy tickets was about 30 minutes long. Then there was another longer line to get into the building. So we weighed, waiting in line for over an hour to have limited visibility, vs. maybe never being back here again. We decided to leave and have waffles instead. πŸ™‚ But we took a few photos first of course!

The subway system here is very impressive. Clean and for Ty, easy to navigate. I enjoy that almost every stop has some sort of artistic element to it. This stop had these beautiful sculptures along the walls.

We hopped off the subway for a playground lunch stop.

Then we made the best discovery, it was a Christmas Market!!!

We walked through all the streets that had booths set up. We managed to find ourselves a few ornaments. That’s our usual go-to souvenir. Then we came across the carousels. Europe has carousels like no where else we’ve ever seen. They’re usually wooden, creative creations, just incredibly put together, and maintained. The kids finally chose their rides, R wanted the crane, and L wanted the flying man. Both were incredible! I’ll try and post a video, so you can see all the options.

I got myself a hot mulled wine, then the kids enjoyed a teeny, tiny city playground. We then went in search of some ‘real’ food. Pasta, a raclette sandwich, and a hot dog, before we treated ourselves to a churro.

It’d be fabulous to end the post here, however it’s real life. We’re now exhausted, it’s late, and we still have to walk home. Thankfully, the subway stop is right in the Market, so we take off from there. But the walk home from our stop was still about a mile from our apartment. R was toast, she was so exhausted, and her little feet were killing her. L though, is a machine. He has so much energy it is incredible! He was racing around, and playing games, while I was pulling R along. We did manage to walk through some beautiful areas though.

All in all I think we walked about 9 miles. The best part was, when we got back to the apartment, Ty messed with the water heater and he got it back on! So we had heat for the night, and it felt wonderful.