Unfortunately neither the gosling, nor Ragnar the ram
The Mitten was sort of surprised to see that someone had left their beer glass outside all night, and wanted James to drink it, or if maybe James wanted the Mitten to drink it.
The w
Once we got up there, James wanted to try to be a statue. The Mitten admired the view.
We found a store that sells smoked tabasco, and all sorts of other good stuff. The Mitten was very, very happy! (Not to mention how happy I was...)
The Mitten (or maybe James) thought it could be useful with some more furniture in my still sort-of-empty apartment so they went looking and found me a money-chair... Too expensive unfortunately.
James also found a new friend. Maybe he saved all the chilis for his new friend... Or maybe he's not used to hot food anymore. Getting Swedish-y maybe? Anyway, I can now check of finding a good thai restaurant from the list.
And the city had one of its really beautiful moments.