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Day 4: Day at the museum and night at the garden

Avi and I woke up around 8:30 and I'm pretty sure the kids were still sleeping! It was a long day for them the day before and they must have needed it. So we made some coffee and got ready for the day and went downstairs to eat the free hot breakfast supplied by the hotel. I gotta say, it was a pretty good breakfast. They had omelettes, bacon, bread, pastries, waffles, juices and coffees. After we had our fill we left for the Museum ...

Geez, I have been way too busy catching up on things. This weekend we are going camping too so I will be without the new 50mb down/20mb up that I'm getting tomorrow

Day 3 : Good food and good friends

The kids were awake first, as they always are, and were doing their best to wake up others to play with them.

Once we were all awake Avi and I made pancakes. We had fruit and whipped cream and real maple syrup. The only downside was that Dorundain missed ...

Visions danced in and back out of her mind, some familiar and some seeming to belong to someone else. She dreamt of landing in a thistle-bush and a thorn the size of her dagger pierced her shoulder joint. Next her ribs screamed at her as she emptied tankards of ale in a tavern. Men of all sorts filled the tables and she was trying to decide which scarred-up face was sexier. Her chair fell back and she was flying. She wore pale skin under a dark bloody robe and whispered to the long reeds growing ...

Myth heard a wolf howl. The centaurs heard it as well and stopped in their chores, frozen for a heartbeat. The few that had been sharpening their weapons took them up while others headed for tents and weapon racks. Mytherceria heard a grunt from the guard behind her before he fell heavy to the grass. A quick struggle followed with the second centaur which sent blood spraying across the side of her face and down her robe.
“Sorry, it was a pretty dress.” whispered Avienda.
Myth returned ...

Avienda cursed, unslung her axe from its holster and took out a leg from the first centaur to come near her.
Damn temper got away on her again.
She should have heard them!
Damn Myth, damn it all.
She took a swing at the next centaur and his fingers fell loose and bloody to the grass. A set of hands grabbed at her left wrist and pulled her off balance. She swung with her free hand to take out the centaur but he flinched back dropping her. A spear swept her legs out from ...