Saturday we decided to check out the local Children’s Garden.

Max’s biggest smiles of the morning came when his brother- not mom or dad, of course- pushed him on this.
We got in for 10 rupees a piece (rupees exchange for about 63 or 64 for one dollar at the moment to give you a sense of scale) and Max was free. Both boys had a blast even in the heat and humidity. Bobby and I walked away with a sense of nostalgia. While the garden was full of the type of playground equipment that was more common in America in our youth, it also had many things that were uniquely Indian. We did not photograph everything but we thought some of you might enjoy experiencing this vicariously.

This playground was separated by a little fence and had sand underneath it to soften any falls. All three of my boys played a rip-roaring game of tag here for a good half hour at least.

I am pretty sure this is supposed to be a little maze that you walk through, but Bobby wasn’t having that. He had the boys up balancing on the tops of the bars in no time flat. then they started vaulting over the tops. Good way to burn energy, I guess.

I never had a giraffe as a kid, but I wish I had. This thing was cool! And of course Max was up it in a split second.
I am sure we will go back. There were parts of the park we did not really get to see and playground equipment I know the boys would have like to have tried out more. If you come visit us, your kids can also know the joy of climbing the giraffe’s neck and feeding their water bottle to the creepy goblin trash can.









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