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Checkout was at 11:00am on Sunday. So naturally, Sis waited until
10:15 to start waking people up, and got bent out of shape when we weren't
ready to go on time. (Okay, so i woke up around 8:30 or whenever it
was LM started screaming and woke Sis up ... but i didn't get out of bed
until 10:15 when Sis started waking people up. So it wasn't entirely
her fault i wasn't ready.) It was close to 11:30 when we hit the
road, heading south. Further from home. =) Well, Sis hadn't gotten to do the Kennedy Space Center thing the last few times she and Seth took off for FL, so she figured it'd be a nice, cheap (or free?) thing to do. We'd done it before when we used to do the family thing every four years and go to Disney, and it'd always been free, unless you wanted to do the guided tour or one of the shows or something like that. Well, per the "charming" old lady at the ticket booth, all that changed about five years ago. Now, just to stand in the doorway and look at stuff costs you $15. If you want to actually walk around in the thing -- guess you could call it a museum, whatever -- that'll run you $20. Five bucks more than that gets you a guided tour, and another five bucks gets you into all the shows. So ... yeah. We got to see the front of the building. And snap a couple of photos of a space shuttle replica as we drove away. So we ended up going a few hours out of our way for jack-diddly-poo. Sweet. The trip back ... not much to say there. Seth was wired as hell; i don't think he slept a wink all the way back. He spent most of the trek playing Final Fantasy Tactics on his GameBoy and singing, "Gonna bug Kevin, gonna bug Kevin, gonna bug Kevin hey-hey hey-hey!" Which means i spent the trip blaring Soundgarden and Alice in Chains through the one good speaker on my headphones (oh yeah -- Friday at Wet 'n Wild, the right speaker on my headphones decided to crap out on me -- so now i have to sit there and play with the cord like a freakin' TV antenna just to get sound to come through it) and singing to myself, "Don't kill Seth, don't kill Seth, don't kill Seth, hey-hey hey-hey!" Got home around midnite. Yeah, somehow we made a seven-hour trip last nearly thirteen. Imagine that. Better yet, imagine how long it seemed to last, what with the hi-strung mom (Sis), the screaming 2yo (LM), and the hyper teenager (Seth). Highlight of the week, lemmetellya. I was actually relieved for a moment when we arrived at the house. And then i remembered where i was. =P |
~ Kennedy Wasteoftime Center. ~ |
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 Whee! It's a Shuttle! |
 And look ... it's that orangeish-brown thing! |
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