Ahhh, ’twas to be a magical day. Liam had requested, as an end of school year celebration, a trip to one of the boatlifts on one of the many canals in our region. But every time we would arrive, there would be something standing in our way. The first time, the boat had been cancelled and we’d have to stand around for a couple hours waiting for the next one. With two kids with attention spans of…. two kids? Not likely. The next time,the boat was running but all places had been sold. Again, we could wait around for a couple hours. I think not.
We should have taken this as a sign.
But no, I wanted to give Liam what he had requested. They have special events on the canals, about once a month, in which you can travel by boat up and down the canal for a special, all-afternoon excursion. Up some locks, down others. Beautiful scenery, interesting architecture and mechanics – it was supposed to be a fantastic day out!
Except that it rained. And five hours, sitting inside a barge whose windows are too high for the kids to see out of? Just didn’t have the same magical appeal. Within 30 minutes Harry was asking to go home. Liam spent most of the time sighing and/or playing Angry Birds on Jesse’s phone.
Liam at the beginning of our trip
Harry in the beginning
15 minutes in
Jesse looking earnest... and grey
I think this photo sums up how we were ALL feeling after about an hour
after about an hour, Dad came through and made the day bearable
It was an interesting thing to do. I would do it again, if I could be guaranteed good weather so I could sit out and enjoy the weather and the scenery, and really see what was happening when we went through the locks. I would also hire a sitter 🙂
it stopped raining about fifteen minutes before the end of the tour