I learned a valuable lesson today. Carefully take into consideration the lock situation of campground showers before agreeing to let your child shower alone.

One of the perks of our campground this morning was individual shower stalls. It meant I could shower solo and so could the children. What I didn’t consider was what would happen if one of said children decided to take a nearly hour long shower and continually refused to unlock the door especially considering said child had let Little One in there too. If you’ve been following us on our journey I’m sure you’ve probably figured out by now, it was Mr. Stubborn.

If you’ve never had this happen to you before, and I sincerely hope you haven’t, there are limited options available to rectify the situation. I had left my phone back at the campsite, so I couldn’t call anyone. That left the two options of waiting for Mr. Stubborn to open the door or leaving Little One and him in there and going to track down a campground employee to open the door, if they even have keys for that kind of situation.

I opted for waiting since Little One was in there with him and spent the time chatting with a fellow traveler and discussing our rig. After conversing for about 20 minutes or so, Mr. Stubborn finally decided he’d spent enough time in the shower and finally opened the door. Let’s just say his already limited freedom was limited even further.

Now with everyone fresh and clean, we jumped in the truck and hit the road on towards Boston.
We hadn’t been in the car long when I decided to make an impromptu stop at Fort Knox, Maine. It was nearing lunch time and the young’uns were beginning to complain of hunger. The fort sounded like a nice place to have a picnic lunch and run around a bit before getting back on the road.
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We had the pleasant surprise of discovering next to the fort stands the tallest public bridge observatory in the world – taller even than the Statue of Liberty. Of course, I’ve never been one to shy away from an educational opportunity so we purchased tickets and headed for the observatory elevator. This is when Miss Drama started to have a minor panic attack. 

We have been working on her fear of enclosed spaces on this trip. One of her biggest challenges is elevators, and knowing she would have to ride up in one several stories high with no option of stairs available made her start to freak just a bit.
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She did make it in and to the top and went about taking a few selfies to document her success.

​The views of the river, the bay, and the distant mountains were stunning. As we were leaving, we even learned just why the bridge was designed to be so tall as what looked like an oil tanker was escorted underneath and upriver by tugboats.

​The fort was not quite as exciting as the observatory, but everyone enjoyed their turn at “firing” the cannons. 

​With our impromptu stops and poor GPS directions we finally made it to our campsite about 10pm where we all promptly fell asleep. Tomorrow I’ll remember to recon the campground shower lock situation before sending the kids in to shower.