Family trips can be fun, but some are not. Last month our family went
to the beach, but it was not a fun trip. The trip took ten hours in the car.
Those ten hours felt like ten days. It was plain torture. When we arrived
the house looked like it hadn’t been lived in for several years. The paint
on the house was peeling off in little yellow flakes. In fact, it looked like
the house was painted in sticky notes. The stairs to the front door shook
when you stepped on them, like walking on a boat in a storm. My son
had to share a room with his little sister, which was awful. The weather
was the worst part of the trip. Every day during the entire week was
overcast. The skies looked like the gray of our garage floor. It rained
day and night, and so we had to stay inside. We did walk down to the beach
a couple of times. One day it was so windy I felt like I was a kite being
blown around the beach. The sand whipped through the air and stung our
faces like tiny bees. We had fun a few times. My son and I went for a walk
on the beach, and he found a hermit crab on the jetty. That was really cool.
Next year when we are going to the beach we will be hoping for better weather.