When Kathy and I were trying to book the tour/ walk up to the top of the tower we discovered that you had to be 8 to go up, and that they asked for ID. So, Jack couldn't go, and I volunteered to sit it out with him, mostly because I thought it wouldn't really be that big a deal. We stayed behind and took some pictures of the intrepid tourists as they scaled the heights. When they came back, we realized why younger kids are not allowed to go-- the tilt of the tower is very disorienting and makes you feel sick. Nate said it was "terrifying" and they all had to lie down for a bit afterward.
Jordan went as well, and got the pleasure of wearing something more modest over her shorts and tank top. Her paper dress was a big hit with the other kids and everyone was jealous that she got this fabulous keepsake from the trip. While we were in the church, she heard these people talking about her in English, assuming that she couldn't understand them, "Oh look, she tied her belt to make it look nicer."
Then, the Gelato Tour continued, and we drove home for the day. Here we're leaving the walls of the city.