High times on the Hauptstrasse…

To give B a little rest and to keep my liver from atrophying, I took the kids to the Hauptstrasse in downtown Walldorf for a few hours this afternoon. On the way, we came across one of the floral arrangements that are ubiquitous in this part of Germany this time of year. I (of course) couldn’t resist the temptation to snap a few pics.Emily only went after assurances she could take her ailing dolphin. I think the spring air did him some good.Sophia decided to use one of her sister’s new shirts as a dress. I personally think she worked it. Robert was dying to get out of the house. He’s now learning how painful it is to wait for women (even worse Brazilian women) to get ready.        Walldorf is a hub of activity (albeit low key) all Spring and Summer. I love sitting out with half the city, knock’n back cold ones.After a dinner of Wiener Schnitzel and Spätzle, the girl cooled off in Walldorf’s artistic fountain. I’m not certain what prompted Emily to spontaneously pray, but I’ve learned over the years it’s better not to ask: This approach provides me with plausible deniability should the authorities get involved.Robert, as usual, was a saint.As I stated in a recent (and quite rare) Facebook post, if there’s a better combination than German beer, Cuban cigars and Southern California weather, I haven’t found it.I was so inspired, I actually took an HDR of (almost) the same shot. God I love Hefeweizen!