The free parking spaces were gone, so I dropped the kids off by the Stone Arch Bridge and parked. When I got back, the kids hadn’t gotten far on their scooters. I guess they knew enough not to get to far along.

We were lucky and got to see a barge go through the lock, which is why all the people are seen looking over the bridge.

It was a very wet May, so the river was very high. It would pretty much be the last rain of the year.

Later, we parked our scooters in the Guthrie on the ground floor and then went upstairs to see the glass floor and to look around downtown.

Then I told my kids about The Old Spaghetti Factory, which is where the spaghetti that is eaten around the whole world is made. Well, not the entire world, but at least the Western Hemisphere. That sure got their attention.

So I put more quarters into the parking meter (well, the electronic one) after I helped someone else with it and then just narrowly averted getting killed in a car accident that happened as I was crossing the street. The kids were safely inside the factory taking photos.

Somebody really liked the meatballs. But Ada always likes meatballs.