Our Friends Start to Arrive...

John, Sally and the boys arrived Friday afternoon from Holland. Their apartment was right on the main street in a historic building.

We couldn’t resist taking them along with Darlene and Mike, who came in from California by way of Italy, to Café Buza. There wasn’t enough seats for all of us, but the kids didn’t mind hanging out on the rocks.

We ran into Holly (my oldest friend) and her husband Carl, also from California but had been visiting Germany for the last week, just as were able to secure a table in one of the squares. The kids were happy to eat on their own at another restaurant. The mussels were fantastic and surprisingly cheap.