The beginning of the Mr. complaints in chronological order:
"Parking is like $50 bucks!" (It's $12)
"Where the feck is a parking spot around here?!" (He used a different version of the word feck)
"I think we're the only non tourists here!" (After a tourist asks him if we are within walking distance of the beach)
"I really need one of those...like 5." (As he eyes a tourist having a beer on the grass outside the park)
But as we approached our destination his banter became soft background noise as my inner child lit up with the site of this:
A montage of memories began to play through my head of me spending hours playing with my beloved Legos....I was super stoked. But!....more importantly I knew that the Chitlin would be ecstatic to see all the fishies and the Mr. would be silenced by the Chitlin's smile. ...of course I was correct.
So in the end a good time was had by all. The Chitlin was ecstatic, I was stoked, and even the Mr. had a little fun. Although...he did say he found himself a new Lego Mrs. ;)