there is this huge outdoor escalator, from the bottom (near the water) of central to the "mid-levels" the apartments for well, i guess mid-levels. its fun to take and beats the crap out of walking up 90 degree angle streets.
we passed a chalk board for a greek restaurant serving, "pan fried baby" and cracked the eff up. of course, the next line said, "lamb with carrots" but i mean, come on, they couldn't put "baby lamb" on one line.
little five month "mo" in tara's tummy was all, "no mommy no, don't eat the baby...!!" kickin up a storm as we cried with laughter.
the launguage gap, endless sources of amusement.
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