We ended our visit at the Zolides on a happy yet caotic note. Dogma, Mr. Giggles, Mimi, and I hit the open road for some fun times to come. An hour into driving Dad, wanting to speed up the driving process by driving in the High Occupency Vehicle Lane, cut across the median much to the entertainment of Mimi. It was funny at first until the car started making noises like a wounded T-Rex with robotic lungs. Alas. We had gotten a flat tire. Shredded is more like it. Ah the beauty of Karma...it truly does come back around....serves Dogma right for breaking the law. Unable to make it to the other side of the highway we were forced to stop on the left side with a flat on the back right. Stranded, hungry, and defeated we were all happy to see the bright orange state truck coming to our rescue. Two hours was a minor setback before we were back on the road. The rest of the day went smoothy with the exception of some death threats to Peter. We stayed in a hotel (guess which one) and went to Chili's for dinner. When we got back Peter, Dad and I relaxed in the hottub while Mimi, the freak that she is, worked out in the sub-par gym. Everyone slept in the next morning after a rough night. Dad snored the first half hour we were trying to sleep and Peter wiggled around like he was being electicuted. I slept very well however according to Mimi I kneed her in the back every three minutes and stole all of the covers...leaving her with nothing but her dignity. We made a quick pit stop at some outlets and then continued on the highway. We had a delicious lunch at Foster's Grill and drove the rest of the way home. Everyone's patience had been thouroughly tested so we were all glad for a break from one another. Overall it has been great trip and a serious bonding experience, however, we are all glad to be home.
Love from, Emily, Peter, Chris (aka the Human Compass or Dogma) and Peter.
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