BABY ON BIKE

We went back to Kelim Turkish restaurant with just a couple of days left in Basel, rounding up the places we'd miss most. And I'm so glad we did because in the week or so since our first visit, Kelim had gotten itself three adorable little mascots. Baby birds who must have been there during our first visit (but quietly tucked away in their nest growing feathers) had fledged and had made Kelim's courtyard and the alley just outside their playground. Mama bird stuck close, and we once heard her give a righteous screaming-at to one of Kelim's waiters who had accidentally stepped too close to one of her babies. We spent the entire meal watching the birds, and watching the people watching the birds. Everyone in the place, staff and customers alike, would laugh together when one of the babies would get brave and give a mighty flap, then hit the ground with a tiny thud, and we'd all nudge each other and grin when one of them did make it to some lofty perch two or three feet off the ground. You can keep your soccer, in fact your whole TV set: this is my idea of mealtime entertainment.

Dead Baby Bikes, Downhill race and party 2010.
Georgetown, Seattle WA

Not sure what's going on here but it was pretty funny.