One last park at Charlottetown, PEI. The wind blew so hard that my hair stood up for three hours after we got back. I felt like I was in a wind tunnel; my swing was going through the air by itself. After the park, we lunched on the warf and headed back to Sackville with a car load of cracker crumbs and dirty laundry. I slept all the way back and my grandparents kept talking about how cute I am and how much fun they had with me. I suppose now, Gramma will make another video with me as the star.