I still have one of the toys that Saint Nicholas left in my boots when I was a child, it’s a mother gorilla stuffed toy holding a baby gorilla in her arms. I had named her Uga because at that time I thought she looked like the daughter of Ugo Fantozzi, an Italian series my mother was watching on TV. I gave it to Friboy a while ago and told him that it was from Saint Nicholas, he was shocked because he doesn’t picture me as a child. I am his mom, I couldn’t have been a smaller person that believed in magic and waited impatiently for Saint Nicholas just like him. He never reacted like this when I showed him photos of me as a child, this gorilla made me that little girl in his eyes.
“Drat, double drat and triple drat”, to quote Wacky Races’ Dick Dastradly, this city keeps the wonder in my eyes each time I discover something new. This year I finally got to see the 12 hours of Auge humorous bike competition and I completely understated why friends raved about it.
Sunday we went sledding on the Barry Brust track in Basse Ville Fribourg, which was a first for us. FriBoy loved it and I hope it will become a tradition.
I love what Hubert Audriaz is doing in Old Town Fribourg. When we moved here I thought this place is very much lacking in the art department. Now I think differently because a lot of events are happening but they tend to stay local, in the Swiss spirit.
Le marché des artisans de l’Arsen’Alt est encore ouvert aujourd’hui jusqu’a 18 h. Il y a un petit coin bistrot et un gros sentiment de communauté. J’ai adoré.