Well, some interesting answers. Some folks seem to have all the perfect ways to handle situations. All day in the MK, upper 90's, took a long time just to get from Hall of Pres to the exit, long time to get onto the monorail ramp. Some folks smugly say they would have stopped at the bathroom first, maybe we did. There was no way my wife and I and 3 children could have gone back, the whole area was packed with people like sardines as far as the eye could see. One lady, tiggergirlinMI, insinuates she was brought up better, if you only knew.
What I did, the only thing that seemed possible, was to lift him over the wrought iron fence and put him in the grass area and let him go there. Not one person said a word, no one even seemed to notice.
What I did, the only thing that seemed possible, was to lift him over the wrought iron fence and put him in the grass area and let him go there. Not one person said a word, no one even seemed to notice.