It seemed like it took forever for the show to finally start. My parents were admiring the river and taking their time, but I was ready to move on. I mean, to be honest, if I wasn't there for the trip, I don't think anything would get done besides staring at a museum wall for 2 days. So they should thank me.
While they talked on and on about whatever new history they had picked up I circled around them again and again trying to get their attention. Nothing else had worked, so I had to resort to this. I got dizzy, but they finally noticed me.
"Stop that," my dad said, half listening to my mom still.
I stopped. But only briefly. I did this routine about 5 times until they finally asked me what I wanted to do.
"We have an hour. What do you want to do?" My mom asked.
"I don't know. When does the light show start??" I said impatiently. "We've been waiting forever!!"
"We've been waiting for half an hour and it starts at nine. It's 7:45 now." My dad said.
*IM GOING TO START A NEW STORY AND I MIGHT COME BACK TO THIS ONE LATER. I MIGHT NOT.*
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