James loves to point at things.
Like pumpkins.
For some reason, he wanted to eat this one.
We eventually persuaded her.
She cheered up:
Consulting the map. Amelie yelled out at random other groups of people, "C'mon, guys! It's this way!" periodically throughout the day.
It was sun-shiney, but a little cool.
On the drive over, Sam said we should just let Amelie direct which way to go. After about 3 trips around in a small circle, we abandoned that plan.
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