We walked around Battery Park and saw some of the civil war cannons. We also took some pics by the water. The plan was to stroll and enjoy the day ... but, Luke suddenly had to go to the bathroom. We PANICKED. We were not very close to the airport, but also had some time to spare. When I did a google search it said there were no restrooms close. We were not anywhere near a Starbucks or McDonalds or anything like that. We literally ran to the car, and I was going to try to find some sort of Starbucks. The real crazy thing was that when we got to where the car was, I realized we were right next to a park district building. AND THEY HAD A BATHROOM. It was still a harrowing experince as there was one (occupied) stall, but we made it. And, after, the kids played at the park for a few minutes and got to burn off some energy.
It was great to be on the plane to go home because everyone missed Dad. But it was also sad, because it was the end of a great trip!
It was great to be on the plane to go home because everyone missed Dad. But it was also sad, because it was the end of a great trip!