The Needles are a row of jagged chalk rocks that stick out of the western edge of the Isle of Wight. Near the Needles was a small fair ground with some rides for the kids. Unfortunately we didn't have time to take a closer look at the Needles point.
(Above) Jack really wanted to go on the spinning rides. But he had to go alone as none of us grown-ups can handle these types of nausea-creation machines.
(Above) While Grandma, Harmony, Lucas, and Noelle were napping in the van, Grandpa, Jack and I headed down to the beach. Despite Jack's pleadings to take the chair lift, we walked down the stairs because Jack's father is a tightwad.
(Above) Noelle all bundled up on a brisk English spring day.
2 comments:
This whole post is kinda funny. And Noelle is adorable. I can't wait to meet her.
Brisk! It looks COLD! But cool. :)
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