Here is what I would like to introduce to help me tell the story of my vacation this summer, which I got back from a month ago. I like to call it...
The Kim Katastrophies Khronichles!
Here's the beginning of the story...
Kim woke up with a yawn. Today was the day she left for vacation and she could hardly wait. Of course, she would miss her Guitar Hero and bird and TV and running water and her nice warm bed and her lights and her technology and her fantastic blog posts and a bunch of other stuff, but soon she would be out on the road and there wouldn't be any of those things.
Driving out to the nearby village to drop of Dude, her bird, who turned out to be a girl when everyone thought she was a boy, seemed like a really long drive. Kim commented again on how far away her grandparents lived from the city.
"It's only 15 miles, Kim," her mom said. "At the end of this trip, we'll have 5,000 more miles on this van."
Kim's mouth practically fell open. 5,000 more miles? That was like 333.333333 more times than driving to the village!
After they dropped of Dude, they were off on their vacation!
Okay I'm gonna stop now because it's really hard writing in third person. Anyways, after we dropped of Dude we went through Minnesota and Iowa to South Dakota. (Yes, I have a US map out right now.) We spent the night there and then were off again. From South Dakota, we cut down through Nebraska into Colorado and then to Las Vegas. We stayed at the Calabar, or the Calibrian, or something like that. Unfortunately, there wasn't much to do for two pre-teen girls in Las Vegas. After that we went into Arizona. There we saw the Grand Canyon, which was really cool, except for the fact that I could fall off at any second, which my parents kept reminding me of. Geez, you'd think they would show some support at my improving "condition." After a few hours there, we left and slept at a truck stop. I laid on the dirty clothes bag, which was remarkably comfortable. Then they had to wake me up because we were going to drive again and I had to get into a "legal position." Seven hours later, we arrived at my great aunt's house in Southern California. I love it there. She has an amazing garden around her patio and it always smells like oranges. My sister and I invented a game there. You see, she has an RV that sits on a hill. There's a mini canyon in her backyard. (At least I fell off this one, not the Grand Canyon.) Anyways, the orange grove is right next to the RV, which sits on a driveway about 100 feet long from the road. There's a tube that the oil from the RV goes down, instead of sitting on the driveway. So my sister and I take a rotten orange from the trees and go all the way up to the road. Then we roll the oranges down the hill/driveway until they go under the RV and down the tube. Then we see whose went the farthest and fastest.
We stayed in California one night. Then we said our goodbyes and went to Anaheim.
Now any person with kids, is a kid, or wishes they were a kid (or at least younger) knows what's in Anaheim, California. Yes, it is...
DISNEYLAND!!!
One day at each park didn't seem like enough. Luckily, we did get to go on and see everything. And I mean everything. We waited half an hour for a 30 second ride. No, I'm not exaggerating.
After Disneyland, we went out to Yellowtone National Park. During the day, it was nice and sunny, with big horn sheep and buffalo and otters and deer and birds. However, at night, IT SNOWED. IT LITERALLY SNOWED. We got in the van at about 5:30 in the morning to go and see the geysers. (And get out of the cold.) God bless the person who invented seat warmers.
It was beautiful at Yellowstone. I wish we would've been able to stay longer. However, school was going to start soon, and we had to get home. So we left Utah and went back to Wisconsin.
And that was the end of our vacation!
~Kim~
P.S. Squirrels don't like it when you are eating out of a can of nuts and not giving them any.
