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How can I resist when Pegman goes to my country AND I have been to said place – even when just driving through. So, sorry… once again, I have given you a “travel post” for this challenge. Thanks to Karen and Josh for hosting this weekly party that I don’t attend often enough! I shall strive to come by more often.
Wakey, Wakey, Time For Breaky!
“Good morning, girls! Time to get up, get breakfast and hit the road!”
“Aw, Dad! Do we have to get up at six o’clock every morning?”
“Yeah, Dad. Why can’t we sleep in a little. This is a vacation!”
“Oh, come on, you two, this is a fun trip.”
The two others, in unision: “Shut up, Nicole!”
“Alright girls, that’s enough. Just get dressed so we can go eat. I need a coffee,” chimed in Mom.
“I’m having pancakes!”
“I’m with Mom, need coffee. This is so stupid that we have to get up so damn early,” grouched the eldest.
They piled into their Ford Econoline Super Van and searched for a diner as the motel had no restaurant. They didn’t have far to drive.
Weird. No cars. Sign indicated: ‘Opens at 6:00 am.’
“Dammit, Dad!! Regina, Saskatchewan does NOT observe Daylight Savings Time!
You woke us up at 5:00!!”
*Sadly, a mostly true tale. I was 21 at the time; my sisters 18 and 15 (well, the following month) and it was the last family road trip we took together. I moved out of the family home on my return.