Gina-Gina-Bo-Bina
Life is short. Live it well.
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I'm Scotish/Irish. I inherited. The pasty, milky whiteness. Thankfully my girls got their dads Filipino skin. Both of them can get a tan with a 50 SPF.
Yes, another vote for Ombrelle. My dermatologist likes that and Neutrogena products.
Perhaps the sunscreen your DD used was expired. I've repeated been told to buy new ones every 6 months. Regardless of the expiration date on the bottle.
Interesting. Maybe its time for me to toss out the old (though the expiry is still OK) and start with new. It can't hurt.
I have really enjoyed your trip report. It is so nice to see a family having so much fun together!
Thank you, Becky
. We never lose sight of how blessed we are to have each other. And the fact that we are all so compatible, personality-wise, makes us a good trio to travel together.hehe, I always enjoy when the kids one up ya. Only time I did that when I was little, was the ping pong game. Put the ping pong ball in the glass bowl, you win a big prize. Yes, I still have that huge mountain dog stuffie.
Great pictures of the fish. Those aquariums are my go to also, when the kids ride the rides I won't.
Sorry that the penguin ride was not working. We've done the mild and wild, and neither was that awesome. Penguins though, are always awesome.
So ready to revisit in December. I might even sneak a day in October. I'll bring my pass just in case.
I think the reason we were so bummed to have the penguin ride down was because its one of the attractions we can all enjoy together. We've done both the wild and mild versions, too, and all much prefer the mild. The herky-jerky movements of the wild side don't really add anything to the experience for us.
Well you left it on a cliffhanger........
Hopefully not too long, though! Work got in the way temporarily, but I'm working on the rest of the story. Stay tuned
.Does the Red Cross need to be standing by with buckets to collect their donation...?
Must be the Irish blood that causes sunburn. I'm mostly Scottish (with a bit of Brit and German) and would barely toast under a blowtorch sun - which I know makes no sense as Scotland is SO well known for its sunny shores. SPF 45 applied once in the morning (if I remember to), sun be damned. I spent a couple of weeks in Jamaica in my early 20's and have a pic with one of the locals on my last day. My legs were darker than his...
Funny story too. We ran out of sunscreen half way through the second week. Sunscreen is a US import there. Something like $20 a bottle. Wandered around the grocery store, and saw coconut oil. They put that in sunscreen right? Smelled fantastic putting it on. Later lying out in the sun, I started to wonder why I kept on smelling frying bacon...
Somewhat better than smelling burnt toast, though
.Glad you guys rallied for the final day!
I've found the brand of sunscreen really matters. We are extremely pale and only use Coppertone Sport 50. I think it's water-resistant. Cream, not the spray.
How does that stuffed dolphin get home to Canada?!?![]()
Ugh, please don't tell me we need to switch to cream. I hate the cream type. Spray is so much faster and easier
.The conclusion of the dolphin dilemma is coming up soon!
. In fact, she seemed clearly annoyed that he had won the prize in the first place, and had been short and clipped in our verbal exchanges since that third ball went in the basket. Carrying it around, then, would be a necessity…..at least for the time being.
. Even if, by some sprinkle of pixie dust, we managed to get it back to the hotel in Buffalo (almost an impossibility due to its size, let alone the TSA), we’d need to put it on the roof racks of our Journey for the 4 hour commute home. Let’s not even factor in what the Canadian Border Service Agency would say when we tried to cross at Lewiston/Queenston: I can only imagine the delays we would face there
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). My favourite was an older gent from the UK who, very honestly (if not painfully) quipped: "What the dickens were you thinking, you silly bloke?" 
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As the old saying goes, “beggars can’t be choosers”: our only options were to return the giant dolphin back to Surf’s Up Hoops and go home empty handed, or exchange it for something smaller and at least have something to show for his amazing basketball prowess. We would happily take the latter
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before shooing him off to return it to the Surf’s Up attendant (who was still, apparently, annoyed with him). He returned to Summer’s balloon game, and she graciously gave him the pick of her prizes. A penguin it would be.
. At least we had photos.




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We must have been a sight to see, traversing the park with a life-sized stuffie between my two tough-looking, bearded men.
Let me tell you, that whole experience has paid for itself a million times over in smiles. What a fun memory it turned out to be, despite the shenanigans of trading it in!
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