Day eighteen: ice skating is fun

I saw a skating ring yesterday and just couldn't resist, I had to go to one. Fresh. Fresh. Cool. Cold. You may have gathered that heat and I are not in particularly good terms ;)

Also from now on this becomes kind of a family blog too.

Anyway, on ice, when you didn't practice for years you have fun but it's not really the best moment to take a pic...

proof: Seb and I doing our best not to fall




That tee is particularly appropriate, I'd say. I quickly put the camera back in the bag after that, no unnecessary risks and all that.

Before the ice skating we had lunch at Carl, Jr's, something I missed during my trip in the US. I wanted to try them as pretty much everyone I know who's been in one of those recommended it. I can do that too now, since the food is indeed very good there.
Funny extra, one of the (very pretty) waitresses gave me a smile that would melt ice. ¡Ay Caramba!

:p

Back at the house in the evening we had a barbecue with friends and took pics for the family, here goes







(Nono he's not drunk.)