The Big Six-Oh

My language teacher is turning 60! Today, she celebrated by reserving a table at a cafe for twenty-two of her friends. It was a brunch with a variety of cheeses, variety of bread and pastries, cold lunch meat, green and black olives, fruit, french fries (yep, you read that right), tomatoes, cucumbers, cooked cold eggplant, a cold dish of tomato sauce and veggies, and endless amount of hot tea. To commemorate her birthday, she chopped off her mass of curly hair and now she looks cute with a mop.

D got passed around and held by the ladies:

The cafe sits nestled on the side of a small mountain and it has an incredible view of the sea and the mountains beyond. It was a gray, rainy day so when the rain paused long enough to go out of the cafe and admire the view, I snapped a picture with my phone and sharpened the light and shadows so the clouds would stand out.

Friday, we took baby D to get her visa. It was also another rainy day. We took a bus, a ferry, and a tram to arrive to the headquarters for her visa application. We had an appointment and a number. We arrived on time but they'd already called our number long before. It's a very strange system. So, we had to go to some guy who gave us a number to go to and we waited at the window belonging to the number we received. We eventually got the application approved and the fee paid and after lunch, we returned home by tram, ferry, and bus. It took 6 hours from the minute we walked out the door to the minute we arrived home, including lunch and two stops to feed D. D did pretty good sleeping in the carrier and it was easier than struggling with the stroller on public transportation.