It's never that simple

Just a quick update today.

See, last week Gabe went to church on Sunday. It's one of those things you can do on a Sunday, and even though she doesn't quite understand everything that's going on, the service is pretty much the same no matter what Catholic Church you end up in, wherever you happen to be on the planet.

That is of course, if there's a service every week. Aparently that doesn't happen here.

So, since my Sunday ritual is that of going to the bakery for fresh croissants, it came as a bit of a surprise to see my lovely wife making her way back home again. Either a really short service, or the doors were locked.
Turns out they don't open the church every week. Not too sure where everyone goes on the off week either. This may be one of the mysteries that we never unravel.

Aparently attendance at church is kind of lacking....
so....that means, lock the doors? Hm.

Of course the other thing is, I had locked the house behind me, so it was a good thing she came back the same way ...

We thought we might head back out this afternoon and tool around Delden (since she still gets a bit turned around once in a while) but the weather has turned a bit snotty.

Spring in right around the corner.

At least I hope so.