I Love Trains! I am mesmerized by them.
Especially when they surround scale models of Detroit made out of Legos.
I happened across just such a train (and as an added bonus, a model of the highly useful "People Mover") today at Henry Ford Museum. It had a feeble attempt at a security system with a three-sided gate and 80 year old security guards.
As I was following the train with my eyes, my body couldn't help but follow. Being only thigh-high, I am able to maneuver through crowds much quicker than my Mom. I followed that moving wonder all the way to the end of the gate. It was then really no problem for me to squeeze my tiny body around the end of that movable gate and pick up the circling "people mover" from the tracks.
Almost simultaneously, my Mom picked me up, handed over the train, and offered her standard, "Sorry about that" to the disapproving looking Grandma-Guard.
They really should consider amping up security if they want to keep out two year old threats to Museum safety.
