Parents Beware of Road Trips with tha Kidos

Ok, I was thinking about some of my family trips while growing up and thought of one I just have to share.
 
My folks, sister and I were all taking a trip to Colorado for a family vacation.  We had borrowed a camper trailer from my Grandparents to take with us.  So of course as you can imagine we’re all excited to be going on this road trip and we’re gonna have a blast living out of the camper trailer.  Now this was about an 11 hour trip or so as we were coming from Texas.
 
So somewhere during this trip, can’t recall exactly where, we stop at a convenience store to get some snacks etc.  There really weren’t any restaurants on this path we were traveling so had to do the junk food thing.  Of course me being the kid I was, I wanted some sodie water and some of these little donut snacks called “Dunkin’ Sticks”.  I’m sure a lot of you know what these are.  Well we all get our goodies and head back to the pickup truck to head off.
 
Let me back up a little bit and explain what we were traveling in.  This was an extended cab pickup truck that had those little fold out seats in the back, which is where my sister and I were crammed into.  We had to have the truck to pull the camper, and we were little, so….  But anyway, we were sitting in this little back area facing each other in these little seats.
 
I began eating my snack cakes and drinking my orange sodie water and began to feel a bit ill.  This was probably caused from me watching the road fly by through this little hole that was in the floor board of the back seating area.  Plus the rotten eggs I’d eaten’ for breakfast didn’t help much either. LOL  Well things start adding up and I have to let some stomach goodies fly on out.  As you can imagine my sister is sitting across from me in horror watching my face turn all kinds of unnatural shades until BAMB! Projectile city all over the back 50 of this extended cab pickup.
 
There we are flying down the highway my sister screaming for help at the top of her lungs, she’s yanking on the seat belt that’s attached to our Mom in the front seat.  She was trying to pull herself to the winder in order to get some fresh air cos the mixture of rotten eggs, dunkin’ sticks and orange sodie water fumigating the air wasn’t a pretty odor at all.
 
So my Mom turns around wondering why she’s being choked to pieces with the seat belt and see what’s happening. So she starts throwing paper plates underneath me in hopes of containing all these goodies I was releasing, but of course it just over flowed back onto the floor as a paper plate will hardly hold a sandwich, much less several regurgitated meals.  Keep in mind all this happened so suddenly that my Dad didn’t have time to pull over until it was nearly over.  Traveling around those mountainous roads just doesn’t leave many places to pull over at.
 
So finally we get pulled over and my Mom tends to me while my Dad is cleaning out the Truck so we can make way again.  This was quite the nightmare, but here’s the funny part.
 
To this day, the thing my sister took away from this horrific experience is that I ruined her favorite pillow because she had to use it as a shield to protect herself from the fountain of mercy spewing forth from my corner of that little extended cab seat.
 
So next time you get ready to take a family trip, go prepared, carry a gosh darn bucket with ya just in case!