She was also mesmerized by the fireworks, especially the ones that did something else after they exploded, like changed colors, or exploded further; those ones made her laugh. She didn't sleep so well - there was a lot of driving around the little town and surrounding rural roads waiting for her to fall asleep, then hoping she would sleep while we parked and read, and then laughing at ourselves for being such dreamers. But it was sad laughter, you understand. On the way to the little town, when I thought she would nap, she slept a little, cried a little, talked to the Love Monkey a little. We hunted down a park and a DQ and that helped make it all worthwhile.
Cora now considers herself an experienced traveler and is willing to give advice to other babies about how to survive such excursions. She has very reasonable speaking fees.