Vacation With the Worst of Luck!
Just got home for my three day vacation in which two of those days were spent in the car =.=...
So shall I tell you of my magical adventure from hell, it was supposed to be a nice week long vacation to Florida, to see my family that is visit from overseas. We were supposed to be driving down Thursday night and arriving in the place we were staying in the afternoon on Friday…. This didn’t happen however because the rental truck we had was a piece of crap. And it ended up dying on us after we filled it up with gas, this is because the gas station was poorly marked. There was an island for diesel with huge letters off to the one side by it’s self, and wear we stopped there were multiple islands for regular gas that you would but into a car…. Only one of these normal islands had diesel and due to our terrible luck that was the one we selected, but the nosel fit fine into our gas tank, that shouldn’t have happened because diesel ones are usually massive.. and when I say usually it’s like 99.9% of the time… and then the sign that said that pump was both diesel and regular, was, tiny, seriously it was small and at navel height… so you had to be looking to find it. So we filed up with that and about fifty miles down the road the truck broke down… but the thing was a piece of crap anyway a Dodge Ram 2009, and it was bucking like the truck was on empty the whole ride, and the thing had terrible gas mileage… like 11 miles a galloon, and well you know there is a reason why Crystler ended up going bankrupt, and begging the government for money, because they blow… anyways we were then stranded in the middle of nowhere North Carolina, on the side of 95 for an hour and half while waiting for a tow truck at 4 in the morning. The rental car company found the crapiest motel that they could find, and when I say crappy it smelt like mildew, cigarettes, and the remains of someone’s blunt was sitting on the night stand… seriously. The car company then called us the next morning like “Well you destroyed the truck and there are no rentail cars available so you’re fucked…” well they didn’t say fucked but you get the picture none the less. We ended up having to call my cousin and ask him to come an save us from the shit hole… and he did… so we went back home and called it quits… until Monday morning.
We woke up bright and early on Monday to head on down using the Cadillac, which was totally cool because the Cadillac was nice and smooth, great gas milage, and it’s a Cadillac, and being raise by my grandma, I love Cadillac (I have been looking for a one from the 80’s to get for my nineteenth birthday, and I will be tning that bitch up myself too,… but now I’m going off on a tangent…) so as we headed out of the driveway, my iPod began to play Cadillac Punque by Family Force 5, so it was a good sign. The trip went nice and smooth, until we hit Jacksonville Florida, once we got there we ended up getting lost and having to go to Datonya Beach, then taking 4 west through Orlando to the town we were heading too… adding a few more hours to the trip, pissing my dad majorly off, and making my sister complain which just pissed him off more… there was also a spill that ruined my lap top screen… and we’ll you know the computer is still working totally fine, and the screen is slowly getting better and better… I am typing this up right now on the laptop sitting in the back seat as we drive back home… Staci’s Twilight Book got ruined… but it’s Twilight so I don’t feel at all bad for her…
Once we got there we had a great time for the day that we were down there, we spent the whole day on the beach, which was gret because the water was nice and warm, the sand was good and soft, and when we weren’t in the water we satin the hande chatting with my uncle and cousin. My aunt isn’t very good at speaking English, she just knows the words that sound like German words, and my uncle always speaks English with us, and he knows we know enough German, and so when she would say something to have him translate, we were able to answer her fine. My Cousin speaks English really well, and his voice sounds a lot like Kiro’s (it’s totally funny and when he had to check what the word was in English it made my sister and I giggle). My Uncle doesn’t speak to him in English, only in German, I offered to help him out with his English because the more he speaks it the better he will get at it… so I’ll call up his cell phone of something like that, and now I don’t have to go through my uncle for my German goodies… my cousin is more into the stuff I like… and less into rap, which makes things work out better lol…
When we were at the beach the fish started attacking us. They were these tiny little things, then suddlenly they began to spazz out and started jumping out of the water. One of them hopped down Staci’s top and she pulled it out when we got up the beach, and they were hitting us in the back and stuff and those little scales really hurt a lot! But they each the dead skin of f of you, and that combined with the sand made my skin so soft, free manicure and pedicure baby. When we were done with the ocean fun we headed up to Wendy’s because they don’t have a Wendy’s where my uncle lives and they love it too much, so basically when they are in the United States they eat nothing but Wendy’s… so we had to play the Wendy’s game… all I wanted to have was some fruit, but of course that was not an option. At night we sat around talking with Family Guy playing in the back ground…this was awkward because well it was the WWII episode of Family Guy,/i> and then the episode with Peter in the Ann Frank house eating chips as they hide from the SS… And the commercials for that WWII movie with Brad Pit kept coming on… sitting in a room with Germans and having Nazi stuff pop up on the TV screen is just awkward, even though you know it’s not like that in that country anymore… still, it’s awkward… But once they started laughing it was a lot less awkward to laugh at it…
We headed back to our hotel at like eleven PM and went right to bed, then hopped in the car Yesterday morning and head back home… not at all eventful… well we got home at about one this morning. Tomorrow at 11 I have a job interview so today I’ll just be chilling around the house.
So shall I tell you of my magical adventure from hell, it was supposed to be a nice week long vacation to Florida, to see my family that is visit from overseas. We were supposed to be driving down Thursday night and arriving in the place we were staying in the afternoon on Friday…. This didn’t happen however because the rental truck we had was a piece of crap. And it ended up dying on us after we filled it up with gas, this is because the gas station was poorly marked. There was an island for diesel with huge letters off to the one side by it’s self, and wear we stopped there were multiple islands for regular gas that you would but into a car…. Only one of these normal islands had diesel and due to our terrible luck that was the one we selected, but the nosel fit fine into our gas tank, that shouldn’t have happened because diesel ones are usually massive.. and when I say usually it’s like 99.9% of the time… and then the sign that said that pump was both diesel and regular, was, tiny, seriously it was small and at navel height… so you had to be looking to find it. So we filed up with that and about fifty miles down the road the truck broke down… but the thing was a piece of crap anyway a Dodge Ram 2009, and it was bucking like the truck was on empty the whole ride, and the thing had terrible gas mileage… like 11 miles a galloon, and well you know there is a reason why Crystler ended up going bankrupt, and begging the government for money, because they blow… anyways we were then stranded in the middle of nowhere North Carolina, on the side of 95 for an hour and half while waiting for a tow truck at 4 in the morning. The rental car company found the crapiest motel that they could find, and when I say crappy it smelt like mildew, cigarettes, and the remains of someone’s blunt was sitting on the night stand… seriously. The car company then called us the next morning like “Well you destroyed the truck and there are no rentail cars available so you’re fucked…” well they didn’t say fucked but you get the picture none the less. We ended up having to call my cousin and ask him to come an save us from the shit hole… and he did… so we went back home and called it quits… until Monday morning.
We woke up bright and early on Monday to head on down using the Cadillac, which was totally cool because the Cadillac was nice and smooth, great gas milage, and it’s a Cadillac, and being raise by my grandma, I love Cadillac (I have been looking for a one from the 80’s to get for my nineteenth birthday, and I will be tning that bitch up myself too,… but now I’m going off on a tangent…) so as we headed out of the driveway, my iPod began to play Cadillac Punque by Family Force 5, so it was a good sign. The trip went nice and smooth, until we hit Jacksonville Florida, once we got there we ended up getting lost and having to go to Datonya Beach, then taking 4 west through Orlando to the town we were heading too… adding a few more hours to the trip, pissing my dad majorly off, and making my sister complain which just pissed him off more… there was also a spill that ruined my lap top screen… and we’ll you know the computer is still working totally fine, and the screen is slowly getting better and better… I am typing this up right now on the laptop sitting in the back seat as we drive back home… Staci’s Twilight Book got ruined… but it’s Twilight so I don’t feel at all bad for her…
Once we got there we had a great time for the day that we were down there, we spent the whole day on the beach, which was gret because the water was nice and warm, the sand was good and soft, and when we weren’t in the water we satin the hande chatting with my uncle and cousin. My aunt isn’t very good at speaking English, she just knows the words that sound like German words, and my uncle always speaks English with us, and he knows we know enough German, and so when she would say something to have him translate, we were able to answer her fine. My Cousin speaks English really well, and his voice sounds a lot like Kiro’s (it’s totally funny and when he had to check what the word was in English it made my sister and I giggle). My Uncle doesn’t speak to him in English, only in German, I offered to help him out with his English because the more he speaks it the better he will get at it… so I’ll call up his cell phone of something like that, and now I don’t have to go through my uncle for my German goodies… my cousin is more into the stuff I like… and less into rap, which makes things work out better lol…
When we were at the beach the fish started attacking us. They were these tiny little things, then suddlenly they began to spazz out and started jumping out of the water. One of them hopped down Staci’s top and she pulled it out when we got up the beach, and they were hitting us in the back and stuff and those little scales really hurt a lot! But they each the dead skin of f of you, and that combined with the sand made my skin so soft, free manicure and pedicure baby. When we were done with the ocean fun we headed up to Wendy’s because they don’t have a Wendy’s where my uncle lives and they love it too much, so basically when they are in the United States they eat nothing but Wendy’s… so we had to play the Wendy’s game… all I wanted to have was some fruit, but of course that was not an option. At night we sat around talking with Family Guy playing in the back ground…this was awkward because well it was the WWII episode of Family Guy,/i> and then the episode with Peter in the Ann Frank house eating chips as they hide from the SS… And the commercials for that WWII movie with Brad Pit kept coming on… sitting in a room with Germans and having Nazi stuff pop up on the TV screen is just awkward, even though you know it’s not like that in that country anymore… still, it’s awkward… But once they started laughing it was a lot less awkward to laugh at it…
We headed back to our hotel at like eleven PM and went right to bed, then hopped in the car Yesterday morning and head back home… not at all eventful… well we got home at about one this morning. Tomorrow at 11 I have a job interview so today I’ll just be chilling around the house.