She did perk up after some food and the promise of an ice cream. But it was a bit painful. I suspect some of my frustration came from the fact that as a child, I too probably sobbed my way around any activity that was vaguely outdoorsy. And I missed out.
We've been thinking of taking our kids on a trip to India next year for Rowan's long service leave. All I can envisage is a lot of photos in front of major monuments with someone crying in the corner. Ahh - the romance of adventures with children (the romance is mostly in the memory I suspect).