On Valentine’s Day, Eve and I took a trip to The Met for breakfast. Our thinking was that the morning would be a better time for Macsen than the evening and that we would be able to relax over our meal rather than rushing off when he started to get tired.
This was a very solid bit of reasoning and, inevitably, we’d completely forgotten about it by the evening. So, after wandering around a few packed restaurants in Geel, we ended up back at the Chinese restauarant in Meerhout.
Until he became thoroughly tired and cranky, Macsen had a jolly good time texting his friends.