We were swimming. On a Sunday afternoon, when it is drizzling outside, the sky is grey and the temperatures are very low, every indoor swimming pool in the city is full. So was it also that day. My youngest one (7) and I first found us for a bit of space in the non-swimmer pool. But playing was not so easy because there were so many people playing with balls, splashing, hitting each other and a large number of small girls with shrill voices, which they used mercilessly in full decibel force. After half an hour we simply had enough and changed to the diving platform.Read More »