A trip is a trip. From where I stand, any trip is a good one. The minute I board a plane, there is the excitement of unknown adventures and happenings ahead. The longer I go between trips, the more I begin to feel like a bird with it’s wings clipped – or, just really bored.
But the truth is, not all trips are created equally (although in the interest of hurt feelings, we try not to talk about it – we like our trips to feel good about themselves). Where some trips are about adventure, unique experiences, seeing new places, or lounging on beaches – others are about spending time with family.
Over our spring break last week, I grabbed my kids, jumped a plane (well, walked onto it) and headed out on one of those spending time with family types of trips – fun and enjoyable, but in a more sedate, ordinary kind of way.
For example, every morning, we made coffee,
We regularly walked to the store and hijacked stranded shopping carts,
Played hours and hours of backyard wiffle baseball – that is until all our wiffle balls had been lost to the bushes, trees and neighboring backyards.
Watched Manuel the cable guy climb a power line pole to fix the internet connection, (I swear he is up there, somewhere…I think).
Went to a museum. But before we could enter, we had to be briefed by Obi “Sean”…
…be reminded that Billy Dee Williams was in fact in a Star Wars movie…
…and battle the dark force before we could proceed into the museum.
Oh and by the way, once we did actually make it into the museum, we sensed there was something amiss…
So, aside from picking up some new one liners from the movie “The Amazing Burt Wonderstone” like
“He put a puppy in my pants!”
“Your skin makes me cry”
“He has more urine in him than blood…he should be dead.”
And the guy who passed out on our airplane and had to be escorted off by police and paramedics.
Paramedic: “Sir, have you done any drugs today.”
Passed out guy: “umm, nooooo.”
Plane erupts in laughter.
It was just an ordinary trip… more or less.
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