Or : how we bounced from our Gingerbread house .... |
....straight under the fairy-tale castle in Bojnice. |
Journey to Bojnice |
After lunch, some rest and unpacking, we went to scout out the town. The bread was supposed to give us strength for the journey. |
The castle is just few minutes away from our temporary gingerbread home. |
We looked at the castle from every side. Nothing can stay hidden inside. We’re looking forward to see the princess inside. Hope she will be home. |
We resisted everything; except the ice-cream. It was irresistible. |
In the evening we had a discussion and a mixer in „the green room“. The children were surprised by albums, in which they can keep all the new photographs, pictures and important information. |