We don’t need no education

This morning Mr Pickle and I managed to visit the pre-school. 

Thankfully we were right about the half term closure last week and there was a session in full swing when we rolled up to the door. We got inside and Mr Pickle nearly burst with excitement as he ran over to another little boy and started to play with him and the puzzle he had spread out around him. Then he spotted the ride-on toys and I thought I would never manage to winkle him out. We caused chaos because his squeals of delight drew the rest of the class away from their quiet activity into the play area.

He is going to have a trial morning tomorrow but I think he will be very happy there as there are only six other children in the school with three staff members, which means lots of attention for him. Not sure how much learning he will actually do, who needs formal education at the age of nearly three anyway.

After a quick snack back at the ranch we went out for a walk to the club, where the swimming pool can be found. We had a look through the gates and had every intention in going for a swim after lunch. 

On the way back from the swimming pool area we found the park from Lost! It is a bit scary looking but actually quite fun to play on. Jeremy thinks it looks aged because of the weather here. Me, not so much.

We never made it to the pool, we rearranged the furniture instead. This activity was not by design, we were waiting in for the Internet Speedy technician, we are still without internet. Check out the name of the internet company. Quite clearly there is no such thing as the Trade Descriptions Act here. When the Speedy man arrived, he couldn’t do anything and has said he will return tomorrow morning at 9am to look at the phone lines outside. 

We will definitely go to the pool tomorrow afternoon. I feel a theme to this blog arising, I might have to rename it.

This evening we went to the Balikpapan Super Block, known in our house as the Super Plop. I managed to pick up three pairs of shorts for Mr Pickle for £9, bargain, in a shop called Matahari. These are needed as there is still no sign of the shipping boxes, with the rest of our clothes, and potty training requires more pairs of shorts than we have in the wardrobe. After that we went to Dunkin Donuts for pudding and coffee. 

As far as I can tell, you can shop until late every day of the week, including Sundays.