It sounds like a contradiction but today was just that: a busily lazy day.
This morning I got up an hour or so before everybody else, which is pretty standard, so I went out for a walk. The path up the mountain through the forest led to a treetop rope maze area and after that petered out and, not having a machete with me, I dropped back down a bit and took a sideways path which led out of the forest pretty quick and then along the edge of it next to a meadow, with plenty of wildflowers.
Lucky Falls
It was strange, I’d just been reading one of Sam’s books, Dr. Proctor’s Fart Powder by Jo Nesbo, and as I walked along I was thinking “Gee, Norway is really pretty, I’m glad we came here” and after a second I remembered we are in Slovakia. I have never been to Norway.
I figured I’d been gone long enough and tried to loop back but every time I did, it turned out to be a private driveway and I had to walk right down to the main road, almost back into the town, before I could get back to our room.
Then we had watermelon for breakfast, I sat around and looked at facebook for a couple of hours while the kids watched cartoons, and eventually we made it down to the lake for about an hour or two. A nice, leisurely swim and then back for lunch.
After lunch, the kids (mostly Isabel, Sam didn’t care one way or the other) wanted to do the rope maze and, we had two 1/2 hour passes included in the price of our room, so that was fun.
Then, we went to the Spa/Aquapark (depending on who’s asking) in the beautiful nearby town of Lucky (that’s pronounced looch-key, it means meadows, and I wonder how many of the residents even realize that it works as a cool name in English, too). Saw a lovely waterfall on the way in and decided to take a closer look on the way out.
Anyway, one of the reasons we opted for the spa was we thought we had a discount for that, too, but they weren’t honoring it and so it cost us 28 euros for what was basically a glorified swimming pool. The mineral bath was nice and hot but just looked like water in a rusted tub, and the wave pool was fun.
After that we walked down to the waterfall, which the kids (especially Isabel) protested against vehemently. They didn’t want to walk anywhere. “It’s only water!,” she said.
So I told her that when I was a kid my parents always wanted to stop and see waterfalls and botanical gardens and historical monuments and all kinds of boring stuff and I hated it, but now I just love those kinds of things and she will, too, and she said “No, I won’t!” as if it were a vow, but I’m not too worried.
I know she will.
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