Today, we made it to the Recoleta cemetary. It was about an 8 block walk that took us a mere 3 hours to complete. We ran low on energy immediately and needed an m&m and yogurt fix. We finally made it to the outside wall of the cemetary on a sugar rush that promptly crashed before we reached the entrance.
Luckily, there were several restaurants that could accommodate us. We sat at a table on the sidewalk of a delightful restaurant, playing "go, fish" and eating empanadas. Well, all of us except Mia. After an hour of fun, followed by a 20 min temper tantrum, we ended up at McDonald's, three doors down (still right outside the cemetary wall). Mia was satiated with chicken-ish nuggets, fries and ice cream. Rob and Jen were ready to hit the bottle and throw in the towel without ever seeing the inside of the cemetary. Kai was disgusted altogether with the junk food that Mia was consuming.
Finally, we made it in the cemetary, after purchasing a map and making all sorts of donations to unknown charities.
It was a unique experience. A visit that was well worth the effort. Kai and I had lengthy discussions about death, heaven, and souls. He finally asked if we could not talk about it anymore.
Cats were all over the place, lounging on tombs. Mia loved the kitties, wanted to take one home. When she got tired, it was the only way we could keep her going. Rob would spot a "kitty" and Mia would take off after it.
Oh, and we saw Eva Peron's place of rest as well.
We're home now. The exhausted kids were rejuvenated the minute we returned to the apartment, while Rob and I collapsed on the couch with glazed eyes, trying to muster the energy to find a babysitting service. He's asleep while I write this and the kids are sprinting in circles.
Luckily, there were several restaurants that could accommodate us. We sat at a table on the sidewalk of a delightful restaurant, playing "go, fish" and eating empanadas. Well, all of us except Mia. After an hour of fun, followed by a 20 min temper tantrum, we ended up at McDonald's, three doors down (still right outside the cemetary wall). Mia was satiated with chicken-ish nuggets, fries and ice cream. Rob and Jen were ready to hit the bottle and throw in the towel without ever seeing the inside of the cemetary. Kai was disgusted altogether with the junk food that Mia was consuming.
Finally, we made it in the cemetary, after purchasing a map and making all sorts of donations to unknown charities.
It was a unique experience. A visit that was well worth the effort. Kai and I had lengthy discussions about death, heaven, and souls. He finally asked if we could not talk about it anymore.
Cats were all over the place, lounging on tombs. Mia loved the kitties, wanted to take one home. When she got tired, it was the only way we could keep her going. Rob would spot a "kitty" and Mia would take off after it.
Oh, and we saw Eva Peron's place of rest as well.
We're home now. The exhausted kids were rejuvenated the minute we returned to the apartment, while Rob and I collapsed on the couch with glazed eyes, trying to muster the energy to find a babysitting service. He's asleep while I write this and the kids are sprinting in circles.
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