What´s the secret?

Yesterday afternoon Val sorta crashed our Easter mondaily meeting w/the grandparents. He arrived by train, called me and I stupidly told him, where to go to.After he was here, he told me that he asked the cab driver for a lebanese family in ----street. It was well embarrassing and I sorta shrunk under the carpet when he introduced himself as my - friend -: Ouf! He was welcomed by my grandparents and parents, but my bro´s remained suspicious. Even the little one reasoned on him to me later that evening, asking me where he´s from, what he is, who he is, all the darn questions only 7yrs. old can ask! And I mean, what the heck had Val to do here? He was neither expected nor invited! But lebanese/arab tradition forces one to take guests as they come.How do kids always seem to know, what is so special about a visitor?*sigh*    Today we we ripping Expo Plaza encore, the weather is fine like 15C/62F.   And btw., in some days I´ll have my first anniversary in the blogosphere!   Hope, all my readers had a blessed and happy Easter! :-)  Tadah Pilgrim