It was a beautiful morning. To leave this place was a crime. Back on the road trying to capture the memories of the all the sights, scents and sounds that we are now leaving behind. 12 plus hours on the road, everyone was irritable – not really wanting to leave.Asked the sister-in-law to get a bag of ice for the cooler – she brought back a cup of ice.
Picked up more of those damn boiled peanuts at the same place we stopped before and my son decides he wants to take a 30 minute crap in the scary looking section of the building – it was behind those plastic meat locker curtains.
Half way through our journey my son gets car sick, takes some pepto, vomits in a CLEAR plastic bag, yes the puke was pink, and it reeked! He took it like a man, wiped his mouth clean, and wanted more boiled peanuts.
It was a fun trip overall. Looking forward to next year.
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