before the meter ran out.
All of this started with a trip to Prakitker for a radiator key. No, wait, that is sort of the end of the story rather than the beginning. It really started with the morning’s outing – Maus having a early Drs appointment. She thought 0800, I thought 0900. It was too cold to wander around for an hour so I got to enjoy an hour of knitting in the waiting room. Since she survived her torture, we headed off to do a bit of shopping (tights are a necessity if you persist in wearing dresses and skirts in NYC). Then of course there is Lebkuchen and Gummi Bears. At this point, packages in both of our hands that I broke down and sprung for a cab home rather than walk the entire length of the Hauptstrasse, take the strass and still have to hike up the hill.
Besides, my excuse was that we really needed to get home since round #2 was about to begin. The Mole had an appointment this afternoon during which time I managed to run a couple of errands and get in almost an hours worth of knitting while someone (I will not mention her name but she is really time lagged) nodded off to sleep a couple of chairs over.
Radiator key in hand – we (Maus and I) took the Mole on a detour. He now has replacements for his hiking shoes which were falling apart and didn’t object when we added a couple of sales sweaters to his shopping pile.
The meter cost a Euro and was good only for an hour. We made it back from downtown just in time and in just enough time to notice the Indian take away place.
We took curry home.
Radiator key? For the radiators in the house?
All outings that end safely back home–with or without chow–are good outings.
Must have been the new shoes putting a spring in your step.
You had to curry, curry home.