xoprincessmomxo
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My last trip to the world was in 1995 and my family still refers to it as the "cursed" trip. It all started out as a normal family vacation....but then we entered the Twilight Zone Trip of Terror.....
We left our small town in Iowa in our trust old van. The cast was my dad, mom, ds 17, me 14, and db 10. We made it down into the southern states, the sweltering heat of the July sun beaming down when our air conditioner poops out. Complaining, hot and tired we keep going, knowing we were on the way to the happiest place on earth. But, even that didn't help when our power windows broke. We were boiling so my dad prys the driver side window down, using his "angy" words. Well, we were off again with the one window open, still hot but manageable. Oh, and did I mention that my dad had a broken wrist from an accident in Tae Kwon Do class a few days before. Well, we made it to Georgia and found out a hurricane was hitting Florida as we watched the tv in the hotel room.
We had to wait it out. Luckily it passed rather quickly and we were able to pick up on our trip, but then the rain started. And yes, the window was stuck down now. You know those clear plastic ponchos come in handy for other things too. Thank goodness dear mom kept those from our last trip. Anything to save a dime. Well, we made it to Florida and the trip was amazing. 
Well, my dad didn't so much enjoy Typhoon Lagoon with a cast, but he kept his spirits up. 
And Alien Encounter did leave my brother and my sister (yes, 17!) in tears, but it was still good. 
And then, we started home. About two hours into our drive home, we heard a loud pop from the bottom of our van. A car whized past us, it's passenger yelling "You're on FIRE, You're on Fire!". 
Sure enough, underneath our van was a blaze of smoke and flames. My dad being the quick thinker he is, drove us into a GAS STATION! Well, I've never seen any gas station clerks work as quickly as these ones did! Us kids were flinging out our souvenirs as our mom was grabbing for us to get away from that van! So, the fire was put out and our van towed. Well, my dear sister just had to be home for a required all state music camp in two days. Our van would not be finished for 4! So, dad rented a car, drove us back to Iowa, turned around and drove back to Florida to get our van and then turned around and came home. AHHHH, memories! 
We left our small town in Iowa in our trust old van. The cast was my dad, mom, ds 17, me 14, and db 10. We made it down into the southern states, the sweltering heat of the July sun beaming down when our air conditioner poops out. Complaining, hot and tired we keep going, knowing we were on the way to the happiest place on earth. But, even that didn't help when our power windows broke. We were boiling so my dad prys the driver side window down, using his "angy" words. Well, we were off again with the one window open, still hot but manageable. Oh, and did I mention that my dad had a broken wrist from an accident in Tae Kwon Do class a few days before. Well, we made it to Georgia and found out a hurricane was hitting Florida as we watched the tv in the hotel room.
We had to wait it out. Luckily it passed rather quickly and we were able to pick up on our trip, but then the rain started. And yes, the window was stuck down now. You know those clear plastic ponchos come in handy for other things too. Thank goodness dear mom kept those from our last trip. Anything to save a dime. Well, we made it to Florida and the trip was amazing. Well, my dad didn't so much enjoy Typhoon Lagoon with a cast, but he kept his spirits up. And Alien Encounter did leave my brother and my sister (yes, 17!) in tears, but it was still good. And then, we started home. About two hours into our drive home, we heard a loud pop from the bottom of our van. A car whized past us, it's passenger yelling "You're on FIRE, You're on Fire!". Sure enough, underneath our van was a blaze of smoke and flames. My dad being the quick thinker he is, drove us into a GAS STATION! Well, I've never seen any gas station clerks work as quickly as these ones did! Us kids were flinging out our souvenirs as our mom was grabbing for us to get away from that van! So, the fire was put out and our van towed. Well, my dear sister just had to be home for a required all state music camp in two days. Our van would not be finished for 4! So, dad rented a car, drove us back to Iowa, turned around and drove back to Florida to get our van and then turned around and came home. AHHHH, memories! 
But at the time, we definitely weren't laughing!! My husband is still not sure about taking me to disney, with my family's bad luck! 
I am so happy to be flying this time. My husband has not flown on a large plane before, and he said there was no way he would go at all if we had to drive. 
I always knew growing up, if something was going to go wrong...it was going to happen to my family! It makes for some good stories now at least. 
