Travels with My Family

Travels with My Family — page 3
brother or both from alligators high tides or sandstorms Let me tell you sometimes it’s pretty tough I don’t know why my parents are like that I guess it’s their way of feeling young again and different from other people If it were up to my little brother and me we’d be normal kids with normal parents going on a normal vacation Even getting to where we’re going can be an adventure Like the time we drove to Maine We’ll take the road through the mountains my father said showing us the map It’ll be much more interesting When he says interesting he really means we’ll be driving on bumpy back roads folding and unfolding the map and generally getting lost It’ll be much more beautiful too my mother added Which means we’ll have to stop and look at all the beautiful stuff along the way It’ll take us forever So there we were bumping along the winding mountain roads on our way to Maine Our tiny car was filled to the brim with suitcases books and fishing nets My parents bicycles were on the roof and my brother’s and mine were tied to the trunk Between us was our brand-new cat-carrying box with Miro our cat inside It was about 100 degrees in the car And 150 degrees in the box