Tuesday 29 May 2012
“Happy birthday to
you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Charles, happy birthday to you!”
We awoke at 10 and
decided to have breakfast outside on the beautiful, sunny day that was Charles’ 65th birthday. We had eggs with ham, tomatoes, cheese, mushroom, onion, and coffee and
juice and apples. Still, Charles had to prove his still-concave-ness so he laid down
on the lawn and gave us proof.
Roos had already gone
off to work and Henri had left for a two day seminar, so it was the three of us opening presents that morning. Charles got handmade cards from Nicole and Dian
for each of his gifts, one a painted card of the Loch Ness monster by Dian, and
the other a rather unconventional card using a magazine with speech bubbles next
to the models to convey a message. Charles loved the cards and each of his gifts: an
orange shirt (perfect for Holland, their national color), a dark chocolate bar, a
21-year-old scotch whiskey from the Edinburgh Scotch Whiskey Experience, a little
king figurine, and a book purchased in Ullapool.
Nicole and Dian went
to Jumbo to pick up supplies for their Mexican dinner (plus birthday candles), but the store was out of avocadoes! What a tragedy. Still, they recovered and improvised
a little and were okay. Back home, Charles read an e-mail informing us our
tenants would like to stay until August 10th, an additional 10 days
to the extra month they chose to take, as well. We knew this would make it harder to acclimate when we got back, but we were happy they were enjoying the
place so much, so it was overall good news.
The concave lives on |
Roos came back home
with a gift for Charles, a beautiful wine stopper, and Indian bindi stickers
for Nicole. We chatted about family back home over the burrito dinner, sang a
few songs, then had the chocolate cake Roos had whipped up specially for
Charles right when she got home. It was delicious to say the least, but what’s
new? The gang wished Charles one last happy birthday, then we went to sleep.
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