I'm throwing in a bit of downtown Sunday too. I was asked what there is to do on a Sunday. Walk, eat and make You Know Who take silly photos of me. If this doesn't sound like fun, stop reading now.
In the Calwer Passage, I love this spot.
He spotted this on the window and because I love him, I did what he asked.
The opera house.
Me as a monster.
How do you think that yellow one snuck in?
He said I should go in this fountian so he could take photos of me, lovely photos. I said I would, if only I'd brought a towel along.
Doesn't she look like she is still wondering how this happened?
It makes me sad.
That's what we do downtown on a Sunday.