Today did not start as planned. In fact the entire day did not really pan out exactly as we thought it would. The kids got up way too early, clearly affected by traveling yesterday and late evenings during our last days in Majorca. Three frustrated, itchy, grumpy kids, determined to disagree and fight over everything in sight. And this only encapsulates our day before 9am.
The forecast said rain and grey clouds, and boy was the mood in the house exactly that. Cinema, we decided. What better place to take three tired children on a wet and miserable day? (And maybe we’ll all wear our bright colour coordinated jeans o brighten up the day a little! Cheesy? Most definantly!)
Only, the sun kept fighting its way out from behind those clouds, determined not to let Rain win, as we parked our cars and headed towards the Odeon. The threat of heavy showers only showed itself as a wimpish little drizzle, throwing us all into a state of confusion. Sunshine? Really? But the forecast said… And hold up!! Is that a parade bursting full of happy music, bubbly beats and huge smiles dancing their way towards us?
We quickly managed to gather our little brood of grumpy trolls, prams and exhausted husbands up on to the sidewalk, before we almost collided head first with the most fascinating, brightly coloured, happy parade. Talk about walking around with your heads hanging low.. Totally didn’t see that one coming! But what fun! What a treat! Turn that frown upside down, and all the rest!
Totally random. Actually, I’m not completely sure if we didn’t just dream it? A crazy-happy-incredibly-contagious musical parade – what else to do but play those air drums and clap those grey clouds way, way away. No kidding – we pretty much walked head first into this colorful treat, and it was just what the doctor ordered.
After the parade had passed, and the last beats faded into the distance, we skipped away, joyous smiles across our faces and continued to stumble across various cultural treats – live bands, puppet shows, art exhibitions and impromptu theatre performances.
On a high after all the Fun Randomness we’d just encountered we decided to treat ourselves to dinner at Jamie’s Italian (yum alert!) where the trolls came back out, in full force,climbing and dancing all over the seats, refusing to eat their scrumptious Happy Fish dinner, Dads looking exhausted once again, while the Mammas tried to enjoy (downed it, more like) a much needed beautiful glass of rose (long live the holiday feeling). We left a horrid mess of crayons, half chewed up bits of food, a gazzillion napkins (who were we kidding? There was no rescuing this situation), crayon marks on Jamie’s beautiful wooden tables, a toy rat and a huge tip.
Cheers to the sunshine and a our colourful chaos on a grey day.
/Louisa and Camilla