Like children the world over, the little ones wanted to play with the big people. They were only in danger once---when we started playing dodge ball. That's when the babushkas whisked them off the field. Many children here are raised by their grandmothers.
Everyone crossed this bridge on the way back to the bus stop. Novelty and mini-adventures are part of everyday life.
We had to wait awhile for the bus to show up, so we went exploring. A shop across from the bus stop sells interesting statuary, like this young man holding a wild stallion, and...
your basic trebuchet, complete with round throwing stones. Or is that lobbing stones. Elder Nelson wanted to try it out. What I want to know is, will someone buy this cool antique machine, and will they lob stones with it?
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