In our travels, we have seen many a martyr up on a cross being slowly, left to die in this hideous fashion, usually Hay-Seuss (Is he related to the Dr. who wrote Horton?), but I hear there were plenty of others. We see them at the churches as statues, and stained glass. We see them at the museums as paintings. This has lead to many a discussion about the mythology of Christianity. It's not any uglier than some other fairy tales but it's really in your face and graphic, Everywhere we go. You don't notice it so much by the time you are 37 or so, until you have to start explaining it to the children.
We went to the protest against RADARU yesterday. Sofie and Caleb almost acquired a PRO RADARU balloon, but I stopped them. It had a peace sign hand on it, but the fingers on the hand had missiles on the ends of them so I worked it out and poor Sofie didn't get a balloon. We also went back to the National Museum, free day, and saw some fossils and rocks that were pretty cool. Today is pottery day. Sofie and Caleb are swimming right now. It's storming here.
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