Hubby wanted to go to the zoo on Father’s day. The girls wanted to take him on a rowboat ride at the zoo. Poor papi – over 90 degrees in a rickety old boat, with one oar because J dropped one under the bridge. Add to that having to duck under the feet of those traveling on the rickety low-slung funicular. Only three people allowed in a boat, so I got to be your official photographer for the fun.
¡Vamanos! 