Or what do I know? I managed to stay home for one and a half day before it was time to get on a train again. This time for the yearly tradition of celebrating easter in the summer house with mother dearest. So on the Friday I woke up to a differnt kind of breakfast.
After a visit to the grandparents grave we stopped at our, now traditional, truckers stop for some food. I enjoyed myself a real nice shrimp sandwich.
This on our way to the city where we went to see the absolutely amazing movie Zootropolis. If you haven’t seen it, it’s a must! And no, you don’t need to have small kids to go. It was nice with some good laughs.
Total quality time with the mother!