One of the fun things we do when walking around Washington DC in the winter is to stop by the open-air ice-skating rink. It is always fun to see people enjoying themselves. No, Gregg and I never rent the skates and do a turn ourselves. I don't think Gregg has ever tried it.
I did once when I was 23. I even have proof somewhere, a photo from a holiday I went on with a group of friends to Austria. At one of the hotels they also had an out-door ice-skating rink. I could not straighten my ankles and didn't even get the blades upright. I had weak ankles even back then, having sprained them several times playing basketball at school starting from when I was 13. My sports teacher was truly fed up with me, "Oh for God's sake girl stop blubbering, go sit on the side and stick your head down between your knees", this as my ankle swelled up to twice its size and the pain made me feel sick and faint. After several sprains my sports teacher had had enough of me, and frankly I had had enough of her. I don't remember being very fond of basketball after that, and after the same thing happened when I played rounders, I was thereafter delegated to be the scorer for ever more, boring, boring, boring. I hated rounders too. Anyhow, I digress as usual. After that one-and-only ice-skating session in Austria, I never put on another pair of ice-skates and always get my enjoyment out of watching others having fun.
They were all having so much fun....
and the head gear was endearing.
I'm told this is the 'in' thing among young people right now, you can buy hats in the shape of your favorite animal.
There were daddies offering a little help.
On the whole people really knew how to skate with a few exceptions here and there, the side-of-the-rink huggers.
Another daddy giving a helping hand.....
and mom here has her hands full.
Hey, I recognize you two!
I see a little girl with a safety helmet on. I thought that was a darned good idea after we saw one little boy - who was a very good skater - fall down and hit the back of his head with a sickening crunch. That was scary and put an end to his time on the ice. You could see how very concerned mum was but she remained calm and we were impressed. Gregg and I looked at each other and knew he would be having a really bad headache for a while.
But apart from the little lad's fall, while we were there at least, everyone remained on their feet and had a very good time. Eventually it was time to move on and from here we walked over to the Natural History Museum.