Tiny

A very, very tiny piece of dirt ended our moped-tour today - luckily it went into Ingo´s eye on the way to his grandmother.

It was nearly to hot to have fun anyway. This is why we didn´t wear leather jackets but cord:




See Ingo wearing blue socks and sandals (click to enlarge)?




It was so hot is was as if someone is blowing hot air in your face with a hairdryer.

I wore a more casual card-jacket - we wanted Ingo´s Grandmother take a picture, but, well, the tiny piece of dirt interfered...

I was the one who had to get it out - difficult task for me... Ingo had to force me to poke around in his eye with a wet Q-Tip.

I guess Q-Tips now should belong to our Moped-kit...