I'll try to imagine this day from my kids' perspective. Their parents drag them on a long drive…read morethen set them up in a hotel that has the gall not to show cartoons in English.
They have to wait for an impossibly long time before their folks take 'em to dinner and then they get dragged to some weirdo restaurant that serves fish heads and whole shrimp. They eat mostly bread hoping that maybe they can talk their folks into dessert.
And then they hit the Mother Load!! A beacon of sweet, creamy goodness shining in the night. They have a shocking variety of flavors and the samples make them gasp in excitement.
They get their generously heaped cones and slowly wander to the car confident that for this night all wrongs have been made right and there is peace and joy over the face of the earth.