Football and flea market at the park

Johan has started playing football, at Safa Park, every Saturday morning. The motley team of expats with, varying sizes and fitness level (ha ha), meet to play, one day participate in one of the amateur leagues here. But for now, I'm just honestly pleased that Johan gets his few hours of exercise doing his favourite sport.

The girls and I decided to tag along, to show our support. He was touched, I'm sure, because we were the only family there. The girls were very excited seeing their papa play but I had to pull them back from running into the playing field. I, on the other hand, got very distracted by the very talked about flea market just 25 metres away. It was not easy getting the girls to accompany me to the flea market but they eventually did after the promise of pop corn and face painting.

It was a good morning. Football and flea market ... a win-win combination!

The girls cheering their papa

They went back to support their papa after having some fun at the flea market

Sera, of late, is very into butterflies