Where do I
even begin. Traveling with my mother is a nightmare in its self. If you are
following another car and are going to the same place if you are not right on
their hind end she absolutely freaks out because she thinks that you are going
to lose them but you can still see them in front of you. My sister and I both
used to play travel volleyball so we would be driving down to our tournaments
and every tournament and I mean every tournament she would think that we were
lost even if we had been there before. Which to me makes no sense if you get a
little lost you always find your way back. During our summer vacations, we
always go to the same beach and parents have probably been going down for
almost I’d say around 30 years she still to this day thinks we are lost. Now
again mind she has been going to this beach for 30 years and still thinks that
my dad is going the wrong way. My mom is crazy. She likes to have a little time
but when it’s time to be serious you better be serious. When we are going
places my sister and I just sit in the back and laugh. I love her to death
though.
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