Thursday, December 14, 2006
Sitting on Top of the World
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I'm sitting on toppa da world. We went down to Sydney last year to see an exhibition of ancient Egyptian stuff. Mum and I are learning heiroglyphs and we needed to practice on some real ones. We stayed in a tall hotel and I snuck out to see how high I could get. There was a rail all round the top floor and I was sitting on the rail when Mum and Dad caught up to me. The view was fantastic, but I got into trouble again. Evidently I should have taken my parachute or a bunch of balloons with me just in case I fell. Sometimes I don't understand my big people.
Labels: climbing, New South Wales, Sydney, trouble