Remembering previous family vacations
I’ll be in Florida next week. Unless, of course, I change my mind once I start imagining Florida weather in July. Or, if I start to contemplate what traveling with family will result in. Chaos? Hostility? Arguments over if we should stop at Starbucks for iced lattes or keep going? In my mind we have been traveling for hours, yet due to the constant heat it feels more like days… when suddenly a familiar mermaid logo looms ahead…
“Pull over!” I shout, overjoyed. “I need an iced latte!”
“No, we need to keep on going. We don’t have time for iced lattes. Save your money for souvenirs at Everglades National Park.”
“No, I need an iced latte…”
At this point the argument grows in intensity. I end up telling one of my sisters, “I can’t stand you!” My Mom steps in, trying to remedy the situation before it gets out of hand. In time everyone is shouting, “I hate you!” to the other. Perhaps hair is pulled? Perhaps someone storms out of the rental car and takes off for the ocean? Perhaps I storm out of the rental car and instead of heading for the ocean, seek out the nearest Starbucks?
I know this argument is entirely hypothetical but I don’t believe it is too extreme. I realize I should just keep calm, relax and push all worries aside. I can survive a few days with family in another state, even if the notion scares me more than the thought of falling into alligator infested waters.
I’m trying to plan out what I will need and what spots should be a “must visit.” We will be flying into Fort Lauderdale. I know Everglades National Park is already on the itinerary… right next to Starbucks.
“Pull over!” I shout, overjoyed. “I need an iced latte!”
“No, we need to keep on going. We don’t have time for iced lattes. Save your money for souvenirs at Everglades National Park.”
“No, I need an iced latte…”
At this point the argument grows in intensity. I end up telling one of my sisters, “I can’t stand you!” My Mom steps in, trying to remedy the situation before it gets out of hand. In time everyone is shouting, “I hate you!” to the other. Perhaps hair is pulled? Perhaps someone storms out of the rental car and takes off for the ocean? Perhaps I storm out of the rental car and instead of heading for the ocean, seek out the nearest Starbucks?
I know this argument is entirely hypothetical but I don’t believe it is too extreme. I realize I should just keep calm, relax and push all worries aside. I can survive a few days with family in another state, even if the notion scares me more than the thought of falling into alligator infested waters.
I’m trying to plan out what I will need and what spots should be a “must visit.” We will be flying into Fort Lauderdale. I know Everglades National Park is already on the itinerary… right next to Starbucks.
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