Remember that time that Jake got lost on the way to the trolly that brings you up the mountain(or gigantic hill) to the Russian orthodox church and we had to walk the entire way up!?
Jake's natural sense of direction was marred by his lack of German, we didn't get lost but we took the long "healthy way" up, mom and I rewarded ourselves with a radler at the tower cafe, it was just a bit of a walk up from the church. the kids got to play in the park while we enjoyed sitting and we were very nice on our much shorter walk to the car. Thankfully we took the trolly down and walked through a beautiful park, and everyone slept beautifully that night.