On Sunday we wandered over to Solkan, the village whose edge merges with Nova Gorica’s at our doorstep.
I’m told the residents of 1,006-year-old Solkan loathe this modernist fountain, as it’s on the site of an old, tasteful marble one destroyed in the First World War. Since we weren’t alive to enjoy that classic, we feel free to dig the whale’s tail/propeller shape of its replacement.
Adam, who is entranced by this fountain’s rushing, swooping jet of water, happened to have brought his set of rubber duckies with him.
This is like crack for a two-year-old.
Mama enjoyed it, too.
But eventually it was time to go.
Yes, there was ice cream.
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August 24th, 2007 at 14.36 CEST+2.00
That might be your wettest post yet.
August 24th, 2007 at 14.41 CEST+2.00
Rubber ducky, you’re the one.
You make bath time lots of fun.
Rubber ducky, I’m awfully fond of you.
Don’t click on this link, even if it is from the highly respectable NIH.
August 24th, 2007 at 16.57 CEST+2.00
You, sir, are the Master of Cheap Thrills. Heaven help us all if you come into any major bucks. What’s the Slovenian lottery cash pot up to these days?
August 25th, 2007 at 08.45 CEST+2.00
That’s awesome. And you know what? I downloaded Firefox. And I’m, like, using it. That’s awesome, too.
August 28th, 2007 at 23.28 CEST+2.00
AWESOME! The photos don’t suck, either.
August 29th, 2007 at 19.00 CEST+2.00
I bought Adam a most special duck for your next venture out. ;-)