Google Something Clever 2.0: Vacation, Day 3, Part 2

Jul 9, 2012

Vacation, Day 3, Part 2

This is the last in a series of five posts about our mini-vacation. You can go to the home page and scroll down to start at Day 1, if you haven't read it already.

Today, we went back to Story Land. They have a deal where if you arrive after 3 PM, as we did on Friday, you get a free ticket to come back any day. I think a lot of people who came for the Fourth of July week or weekend must have left first thing Sunday morning, because it was a lot slower today. There were virtually no lines for any of the rides.

On Friday, when we rode the Bamboo Chutes, we ended up buying the $12 picture of us taking the final drop, because it was absolutely hilarious. All three of us had genuine looks of joy/horror on our faces. Today, my husband wanted to get a companion picture where we did something silly. On our first ride, he wanted us all to pretend to be asleep. That would have been funny if it worked out, but the boy covered his face with his hands, and I couldn't smiling, so I ducked and hid from the camera. We rode it again. This time, at my suggestion, we did a "Charlie's Angels" pose. It's hard to teach a three-year-old to make a gun with his hands without telling him what a gun is. We still weren't sure of the exact location of the camera, so two of us were facing the wrong way. One more try! We forgot to coordinate, so the boy hid again, my husband did the sleeping thing, and I did an overzealous WOO! pose and ended up blocking his face with my arms. It is still an awesome ride.

We rode two more water rides. I brought bathing suits for everyone, but the guys didn't want to wear theirs, and ended up in very damp clothes for the next couple hours. We ended up spending way more time there than we planned.

We went to the barbecue place from last night for lunch. It turns out that Moat Mountain Smokehouse & Brewing Co. was not exactly what I expected. It wasn't so much a barbecue restaurant as it was a restaurant that had a couple barbecue items on the menu. The "smokehouse" bit threw me. I don't eat fish or mammals, so I'm pretty limited at restaurants (I've eaten more chicken Cesar salads than all of you combined). If you like to eat pigs, my husband says their pulled pork burrito was the best burrito he's ever had.

We left the restaurant at 4:00. If you read Day 3, Part 1, you may recall that the original plan was to be home by 5:00. If you read Day 1, you'll know that it's about a three hour drive. If you've ever driven on the Spaulding Turnpike, you should know that you will be stuck in traffic for at least an hour. I say "should," because we were stuck in that very traffic returning from a Labor Day weekend wedding last year, and we hit it again. We finally talked the boy into taking a nap at 5:00. He woke up briefly at 7:00, then drifted in and out for the next hour, waking up to shout random things at us that made little sense: "My shoe is too tight! No, not that one, the other one!" "I'm having trouble closing my eyes!" "Are we going to drive past a polar bear?"

We got home at 8:30, which is half an hour past bedtime. I jumped out of the car before the engine was even off to go check on my cats, because I'm a mother, and I worry. The air conditioners were still on, and the food and water dishes were still half full, so they were good. They greeted me at the door and everything. By 9:00, the boy was in bed with a full belly, the laundry was in the dryer, and we were fully unpacked. That's about when Chevelle decided to shit on the area rug to let me know she was pissed that I had left her.

"I'm the sassy one."

My husband got Chinese delivery, I ate my leftovers from Tuckerman's, and we resumed our normal TV schedule. I'm so glad to be back on my couch.

If you liked reading about my travels, you're pretty much S.O.L., since I only do long weekends in the Northeast, with a small child in tow, and not very often. If you want to hear from someone who really travels, I encourage you to read Aspiring to the Middle, written by a friend of mine. It's more than just a travel blog, but she's on a different continent every other month, so it's a better option if you want to hear about glaciers and currency-exchange and such. I don't know what you travel people talk about.

Seriously, though, here are some of her best travel-related posts:

6 Reasons NOT to Travel Light
Ode to 2011: 11 Events that defined my 2011
Reykjavik, Iceland