We had a grand day out with our friends Mariet and Enrique and their kids. Even though we had gone down to the 'hot land' at the bottom of the mountains it was still a little too chilly to spend all day in the unheated swimming pool drinking beer and eating fish tacos. That's where the playpark of terror came in.
We were greeted with what looked like a lot of rather nice playground equipment. Daisy and Itamar made their way up the slides at once, but then found their way obstructed when they tried to get down again with the sort of yellow tape they use at a police incident. What's more it said 'Peligroso' - 'Dangerous' all over it.
This scene was repeated several times before we could find a slide they could actually go down. Even then, I wasn't convinced that the tape hadn't simply been removed.
To add to the fun, the playpark had been embellished with a series' of charming 'tableaux' of popular fairy tales and stories. I particularly enjoyed the statues of Guilliver and the Lilliputians, most of whom appeared to be missing a nose or one of their ears.
Still, the kids don't seem to have had any nightmares. They went on a number of rides (we picked the least scary looking) and generally had a good time. Afterwards we went for pizza in St Cristobal's version of Pizza Express. Daisy, Pablo and Itamar got to make their own pizzas (well, arrange the toppings anyway), and then got to work with the crayons provided on their placemats. I think they must have put off any other possible clientele since we were the only people in there. We left a good tip, at least.
Back home, Daisy is still missing Larry the neighbour. His nonappearance on the balcony totally nonplusses her. She is convinced he is simply hiding in his flat and keeps bellowing "larry, are you there?". She also spends a lot of time peering over the railings 'looking for Larry'. I fear he will never return.
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