The last days in Europe were exactly as you'd expect - food and sleep.
At the Markthal (not a typo), the glorious mix of donuts, baked potatoes mixed with cheese, fries on a stick, and .80 euro WC made it a regular feature each day.
Here Levi shows off the fact that his forehead hasn't gain one inch despite all the rich food he's eaten in Europe.
And they're out. Waking up in the morning of departure I find the kids have spent the night in the same rollaway bed in the hotel, and somehow their heads melded together through the night.
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