Last week, I suddenly had an insidious idea - my missus had long been begging me to go out into the countryside, since the weather was already excellent, and it was already too late to feed the ticks. For a long time I was rejecting and unlocking, since frankly I did not want to go to places of large crowds of people. As usual, someone will get drunk in the "chlamyna", then he will climb to the neighbors to fight, and so on.

And then the stars suddenly came together so that I had a free minute to look on the Internet, where in our city K. could rest. And what was my surprise that within the city there was a forest park zone, which I had not even heard of over the past three years that I lived here.

Thanks to one unknown search engine for the fact that he has the opportunity to view photos from the site and read reviews. The reviews were very restrained - people complained that vacationers did not clean up the trash. For me, this was not a particularly big problem, because I was not lazy to clear the site for rest, and my proximity to the house was very encouraging.

Well, the truth is, the proximity was relative - it was about a fifteen minute drive by car, with traffic jams all thirty. But again, “hunt more than bondage”, so I laid a route along the roads I was most familiar with, because there I even imagined the volume of holes and potholes that could be encountered. At the next lunch I walked to a nearby supermarket, where I bought something without which, in my humble opinion, I couldn’t have a normal rest, and hid it at home.

Today, waiting for the end of the working day, I called a taxi straight from work and went to my wife. She usually ended up working a little later, exactly when I called for her in a taxi. This time I suggested that she should “shake the old days” and walk home on foot.

- What is the reason? - My wife asked, looking after the retreating taxi car.

- Yes, just decided to walk with you together. Something recently, with all these matters, we especially and do not spend time together. So you have a night shift, then I have a blockage.

“I agree with you here,” the wife sighed heavily, looking wistfully at the billboard with a holiday advertisement abroad. - I wish I would now go to Sri Lanka or to Europe ...

- Well, as soon as we beat ourselves vacation, we can repeat Sri Lanka, - I smiled. My wife took my arm and we walked slowly towards the house, making our way through the crowd of people, who also hurried home from work or somewhere else. It was the most unpleasant one hundred meters, where there was always a crush, further the pavement became wider and the evening walk turned into pleasure.

We crossed the road through the pedestrian crossing to the car park, which was propped up on both sides by a supermarket and a cinema. There were practically no standing films lately, so we just passed by. The only advantage of this cinema was that if suddenly it was really necessary to go to the toilet, then the cinema here was just the way. Haha

Having passed the parking lot, we went out onto a wide street, a walk along which was the main part of our journey. Finally, the density of people has decreased so much that I could calmly start a conversation without catching on myself the sidelong glances of people walking nearby.

“I had an idea,” I said. My devout, without slowing down, turned her face towards me and posed a dumb question.

- I found a forest park near us in the city and I would like to suggest going there this Saturday.

- Yes, Laaadno ... - said his wife, stopping from amazement. - Wait wait. Don't say anything yet ...

She pinched herself twice on the arm and screamed in pain:

- Am I not sleeping? This is why such a frightened you suddenly decided to take out your little wife somewhere? Usually you ride everyone, but not me.

“Let it be to you,” I shook a joking finger at her. The wife only laughed in response.

“So what's the plan?” - she tried to find out.

- I secretly bought a small folding mangalchik from you.Mangal is not the name, but mangalchik - the most it.

- Seriously?! - the second time in the last ten minutes, the wife was surprised. - You amaze me! And what will we cook?

- Well, I suggest we take sausages to fry plus ... Plus, I’ve seen a salad recipe from one video blogger. That's what I want to do.

- I would like to make chicken fillet marinated in soy sauce and honey.

- No question - I make my salad, and you make fillets.

- By hand, - my beloved smiled.

The rest of the way, and it was still about fifty minutes, I had to answer hundreds of questions from my little wife, but this was the first time, probably, when I saw her so happy for many years. Frankly, I really spent too much time on everyone else, and very often I simply turned a blind eye to my wife’s requests. At the same time, something about my conscience sank, probably. Haha

We went into the apartment and breathed a sigh of relief - the apartment building had not yet managed to warm up from the May rays, and therefore the apartment was cool.

“Well, brag,” the wife said, hinting at my purchases.

“One minute,” I answered, and went to the loggia, where I hid the grill. My faithful rarely went out to the loggia, and I didn’t even look in the closets that stood there.

After a minute I already shook out the contents of two packages. In the “mangal” business, I was not at all strong, so I had to rinse my brains for twenty minutes to a boy-consultant in a well-known store. The fact is that we did not have our own private house or even a summer house. Therefore, the main criterion that I put forward the brazier was compactness. That is, it should have been easy to fit in the trunk, not take up much space and be easy to use. Well, not the last role, of course, was the price. Why? Yes, because I did not know whether the rest with the barbecue in the habit, or not. And to spend a lot of money for a one-time pleasure would be a little silly.

Therefore, the boy-consultant advised me practically the most budget brazier, which was very compact: small legs from thick wire were either removed or turned into handles for which this brazier could be carried. Plus, the kit included a cover with which this very brazier could be covered.

Again, thanks to this boy, who helped me with the choice of coal and kindlers. In view of my “profanity” in mangals, I did not know what was better for such “babies”, the only thing I knew, thanks again to the video blogger, however, this time is different, that the ignition fluid can give an unpleasant smell to that prepared on the grill. Thus, after half an hour of torment, I had a brazier, coal briquettes and wooden wicks (or whatever they were).

This is all the “household” I got out of the packages.

“And what, I like it,” said his wife with admiration, rattling parts of the brazier. - Compact and nice. Tomorrow, then we will go to the supermarket after work and skimp off to rest. Want to invite someone?

- No, I want to go with you together. At a minimum, we estimate what is there and how. If everything is fine, we will call someone for the next call.

- What, even a neighbor, that lives on the floor above, do not call? - slyly squinting, asked his wife.

“I don’t understand what you mean,” I answered in an indifferent voice, folding back all my purchases.

“Okay,” said his wife. “Then I suggest we leave early Saturday morning — we can manage to take a seat if there are many people there.” Yes, and on Sunday I have a visit to the dentist.

- Tell me, dear child, who's stopping you from going to the dentist on work days? - I asked irritably. - Who spends their legal weekend for treatment?

- Honey, well, you understand that in this case, I generally have to spend the night every day at work? - with a slightly guilty face answered my beloved with a question.

I just spread my hands.

“That's wonderful,” the wife laughed. - I'm gonna take a shower. Who is with me?

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