sweaty locker room tour family skate was more fun than expected thanks in part to my field hockey high school days and to my mother driving me to figure skating lessons years ago. I successfully asked for my skate size in German, laced 'em up strapped the velcro and wheeled around. I only almost fell twice. Go me.
I wish you could fully understand the sweat stench filling the air of the room...
Here's that rosary I wrote about the other day from one of the fans.
Happy New Year's Eve from Germany!