Mini Golf Adventure!
House on Red Corner · 2010-08-03 · Daughter, Father, Son, bakfiets
<*[photo — not archived by Wayback]*p>On Friday, TheWife ,also known as TheMommy, had oral surgery; new donor bone was hammered into her jaw to rebuild it. She was strictly told not to lift anything substantial or to make any great physical effort as it would not heal properly and the graft would fail, so to prevent the kids from jumping on her all day Sunday I dropped them into the bakfiets and set out on a random adventure.
Initially, my idea was to go and find some Crocs for the boy because LittleBud had seemed to fall in love with the ones that belonged to our little houseguest. Every time she would come home and take them off, he would scurry over and slip his feet into them. It was not just her little pink ones that he liked but Crocs period because we will wake up in the morning and put on his sister’s yellow shoes on. Its quite a funny sight, him in these slightly too large yellow shoes and his nappy padding around the house.
Anyways, the adventure Sunday turned out to be more surprise to us all than I planned. It was Sunday morning and the shops were all closed so there was no buying little shoes.
At this point, we just moved out to the edge of the island and rode the bike; looking at the water and the other side. As we were on the eastern shore of Manhattan and the greenway is not continuous; the United Nations building interrupts it for security purposes (I am sure they could secure the perimeter of that building with a greenway if they really wanted too but I digress….). This meant that we had to ride up a ramp, back into the main avenues and around the building and back down a ramp onto the greenway. We actually had to do this again further along because the greenway stops where the highway runs right up next to the water’s edge.
Finally, we came to a third ramp at 96th street. It was starting to threaten rain, so I took it with the intention of headed west and downtown to our home, but then at the top a saw that the ramp splits in two directions. One way goes west into Manhattan, the other goes over the river to Randall’s Island. We had a quick chat about what happens if we get rained on and everyone sort of agreed that we’d just get wet and so we crossed over to the east.
Randall’s Island is a cute little place that has athletic facilities and an insane asylum. There are nature reserve areas and a decent sized track and field stadium next to each other. There is also a huge car park and a place where outdoor music concerts take place. In fact while we were there a Puerto Rican organization was warming up for a summer party. There is also a Golf center with a driving range and mini golf. We stopped at that place to get some drinks and use the restroom. TheBubster then used her best requesting forms and asked to place some mini golf. So we did. It was great fun with the three of us, even more fun because I did not try to keep my score; I am certain that if I had Little Bud would have found a way to beat me!
So because you have sat through my prose or maybe because you skipped ahead, here are some photos.
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On the way home both kids fell asleep in the bakfiets and I had to carry them both upstairs (four flights! heavy!)