The most eventful part of this was the motor-trike back to the hotel. The driver drove like a maniac. Thank god for the oh-shit handles. Of the 2 lanes of one-way traffic, we were in the third lane– the dotted line separating the 2 lanes. I had images of one or both of us rolling out of the trike into traffic.. or the trike tipping over. holy.shit.
Some pretty lights that I will bring home once the girls decide which ones they like!