Today is the last day of the 50th annual 'German-American Festival of the People'. We read about it on a website where it was described as "The former Truman Plaza in Berlin's Dahlem district ... transformed into an American Village for the German-American Festival of the People.". Fantastic! We went yesterday afternoon and it was indeed just like an American Village, if you've ever been to an American village made from chipboard in a giant gritty puddle where all the houses sell 1/2 metre bratwurst from their front windows.
Essentially it was a large funfair and not much else. I may sound critical but in actual fact we still had a great time. The best bit was Orla riding a horse for the first time. She looked so tiny on it, but managed to stay on and really enjoyed it. In fact she had two shots on two different horses as Hamish decided he didn't like it.
I was really surprised that Orla was so confident about doing it and last night we had a chat about it. She told me that she had ridden a horse before so it was ok. "Really? When??" I asked. "Well, we used to have a horse in the living room that I used to ride". Ah! That'll be the 2 foot high 'Rockin' Pony' we had. No difference really.