the last family vacation i remember going on i think i was about 12 or 13 and it was to hershey park in pa, we (my mother, sister, brother, grandmother aunt and i went). our vacations almost always involved my grandmother because my father usually had to work so my mother always brought at least one other adult to help man the troops. it was during that vacation that my brother and sister fought well beyond the normal acceptable amount, we actually got grounded while on vacation, my grandmother acted more like a child then an adult, and i was a teenager and hated being seen with my family and also learned i was lactose intolerant. the reason that i remember it as the last vacation we ever went on is because on the way back from it my mother told us "i am never taking you guys on another vacation ever again. and she never did. until this weekend...the georgia trip for my brother's graduation. and this time my father came and my grandmother stayed home.
i really think that if there is a god he/she absolutely hates me and loves to make me miserable. to start all of us had a horrible head cold, so there was lots of coughing, and clearing of throats and flem and tissues and clogged ears and just plain sickness. getting up at 3:30am on friday to be on the road by 4am. an extremely small car that had to fit four cranky sick people and a dog which as you guess makes for very cramped sleeping quarters and a very hard way to sleep the hours away. and this time though the reasons for the frequent bathroom visits on my part were not due to my lactose intolerance but rather to my ever decressing bladder capacity, which makes a 15 1/2 hour ride (we took some short cut this time so it wasn't 18 hours yay!) seem ever longer. we also brought my parents tea cup chawawa peanut who wasn't too bad really until on the way back home.
georgia however was beautiful when we finally got there at 8pm, it wasn't really humid and the house my brother lives in with his three other friends not only had a inground pool but also a tennis court. however i forgot my bathing suit, but why wouldn't i. i also got to meet my brother's girlfriend who is absolutely beautiful, and has red hair, like my brother, has a sence of humor as well as is able to maintain an intelagent conversation. the graduation was really short only an hour because they have the different majors all graduate in different buildings which really cuts the time down. we ended going out to dinner to a japanese habatchie restaurant which was really good. my brother looks so happy and at home there and i really wish i could have stayed longer, but once we finally started to relax we had to get up at 3:30 on sunday to start the drive home.
now the trip home is when the real fun begins and i am going to make a long story short or at least try to it starts out where we are making good time i drove through south and half of north carolina, we stop eat and breakfast, my father drives eventually we get lunch, 1st mistake because my sister wanted arby's in maryland of all stupid places which she got, and ended up giving her diarhea and caused us for once to stop on more then 2 occassions so she could use the bathroom rather then so i could use it. my mother is now driving and we get lost a couple of time and then when we finally get back on track and almost get home at about 6:40pm we are just passing the new paltz exit and after our very last bathroom break we hit a major traffic jam. a traffic jam that turns into one that lasts 2 hours. which i now have to pee again, and am holding tight, we are in the left lane which the radio tells us to stay there because the accident is in the right lane, but you of course have those geniuses who think they will dive as far as they can in that lane and then cut someone off in the left lane when the right ends. remember this for later. any how now along with me having to go pee so does peanut and she eventually does on my fathers lap, then my father and some asshole who tries to cut my mother off from the right lane, and tells her "she is a piece of work because she won't let him in, mind you its been a long stressful time and my mom is extremely exhausted and pissed off plus this asshole wasn't very nice. eventually he calls her a stupid bitch and tries to inch in almost hitting our rental on several occassions, now my father starts going at it with this guy and they are screaming in each others faces while driving, i start screaming for the guy to go fuck himself. i would have gotten out of the car but only minutes before this incident, i had to pee in a bottle because it was that or in my pants. which i ended up not aming too well and peeing on them anyway so i was in my underwear and a sweater wrapped around my waist. my mother now scared that my father is going to beat the piss out of this guy drives around cars on the left side and finally gets infront of one and we eventually make it home. the moral is my father said he is never doing this again, going on vacation...and i am sure he is right. ah good times, good times...only in my life.