It was going so well...

     One lovely warm evening in Florida, my Dad suprised us with a short dinner cruise that ended in a magic show. I was quite excited to go and quickly got ready in our Liki Tiki Resort room. We set off soon after and it was going really well untill...

     My Dad seemed to have forgotten the directions to the dock. All hope lost we drove around aimlessly trying to remember where the dock was that our boat was to be setting off in less than 15 minutes!
      For those of you who don't know my Dad, he is the type who uses alot of crude language and high volumes when he is a little upset. And my Dad was raging mad so I'm sure you can imagine why I was sitting in the back seat, ears plugged and not paying attention to the road rage my Dad was displaying as I clutched the HOLY S**T bar tightly. ( a HOLY S**T bar is that little handle above the window you clutch when you are in fear of you life due to the person in the drivers seat driving like a complete maniac.)
     Luckily within 3 minutes of departure, we arrived in the parking area and ran to catch our boat before it left us on shore.
     Dinner would have been wonderful if it werent for the little girl behind me puking the whole time. Yum.