And through foggy London town, the sun was shining ev'rywhere.
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
Walking and walking and walking.
Gerald loves running, I don't, so we compromise walking, and London is perfect for that. He starts to look bored and doesn't say what he wants to do, so I grab him for a walk... I should tone all my leg and butt muscles in a flash if we keep like that, last time we walked for 6 hours! My belly, I give up, that will never go.
He also has some Japanese genes for sure, his photo camera is a natural attachment to his hands. Our computer is now loaded with pics from every London postcard (and their bikes), so we have our walks documented for posterity...