Thursday, May 8, 2008
Ice cream
We got ice cream in the inner grounds of the castle -- and Italian ice cream, of course. It was droopy to start with and we had to race to eat it before it melted all over our hands and arms and shirts and shoes. A. somehow managed to splatter her braid, but I was Okay. We climbed the tower and then got really thirsty and had to go out look for soda.
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then we got diabetes and died. the end.
this was supposed to be a story about children :)
what country is this castle in where they have italian ice cream?
holland :)
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