January 26, 2008

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I vasken...

Best laid plans...

 

Ja, egentlig havde vi planlagt en hike i Laguna-bjergene i dag, men da vi parkerede ved vandringens udgangspunkt og det dér hensigtsmæssigt anbragte lokum, smuttede April lige derind for at undgå at låse campingvognen op. Hun var ikke længe om at opdage, at døren var smækket godt og grundigt i baglås bag hende. Vi fik hende langt om længe lirket fri af dasset ved hjælp af to politibetjente, en skovfoged, og Wallys kæmpestore og velspækkede værktøjskasse, som jeg i dag har lovet ham aldrig mere at gøre nar af, på trods af, at han aldrig bruger 90% af det værktøj han køber.

...ya-da-ya-da-ya-da. Well, we had planned a hike in Laguna today, but when we parked at the trailhead by the outhouse which is thoughtfully situated right there, April made a quick trip to that bathroom, in order to save the trouble of unlocking the camper. It didn't take her long to realize that the door had jammed shut behind her, and she was stuck. We eventually manage to free her with the help of two highway patrolmen, a park ranger, and Wally's gigantic and well-stocked toolbox, which today I have promised never again to mock, although he never uses 90% of all the tools he buys.

 

Nå, men da vi var nået over den lille krølle, så himlen pludselig meget truende ud, og en hike lød slet ikke så godt som tidligere på dagen...

Well, by the time we were done with that ordeal, the sky looked ominous, and hiking didn't look like the great idea it had seemed earlier in the day...

 

...og så er det jo godt, at en varm-chokolade- og læse- og putte-sig-dag heller ikke er sådan at foragte.

...but fortunately a hot chocolate and reading and snuggling up day is nothing to sneeze at either.

YESTERDAY

TOMORROW