Hey, the night wasn't as bad as i thought it would be. I was 70% certain that we would pack and go home in the middle of the night. But we made it! Lucky for us, the noisy neighbours stopped their din around 11pm, and it was pretty comfortable.
Andre woke up at 7 and we went for a stroll by the seaside. He just sat quietly super stone.
At 8 am, we went Macdonalds for breakfast. Andre hated the oats with prunes, but gobbled down his pork porridge. And Andre learnt a new trick: The tarzen call. He will keep patting his mouth as you do the action.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
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