It's a trap! (Or is it?)
Oh, my flisterinos, it has been a very strange day.
So. Back-story. My dad travels a lot... A lot-lot, as in he often won't be home for months at a time. My mom hates this. Much fighting generally ensues about it when he is around. Secondarily, my dad's been promising to take me on a trip into the States for about the last seven years. I kinda didn't give it much weight since... I don't know, plans with dad always fall through.
Woke up this morning, stumble groggily downstairs in search of coffee. Parents have been fighting, ultimatums (as I later learn) have been given, and I'm suddenly asked point-blank if I want to do that US trip. Like, next week. Four or five days, anywhere I want to go, so long as it's generally northwest-ish. But I have to decide right now.
O_O
There's likely a very special place in hell for kids who know that they're getting presents because of parental squabbles and still say yes. Suppose this also provides a tidy little "Here Is Why Megan Is Weird And Spastic About Receiving Gifts" brochure for those of you who know me pretty well. Heh. But, goddamn, I've wanted that trip.
Um. So. Suffice to say, I blurted out "Grand Canyon?" and will possibly be tromping through the Nevada/Utah/Arizona part of the world with my pa in about a week. *hands* Due to past experiences, I ain't actually going to get my hopes about this until I'm on the damn plane, but there you have it. If I get a little more confident about this happening, I guess I'll be asking you fine folks for Things To See recommendations for that part of the world! *g*
So. Back-story. My dad travels a lot... A lot-lot, as in he often won't be home for months at a time. My mom hates this. Much fighting generally ensues about it when he is around. Secondarily, my dad's been promising to take me on a trip into the States for about the last seven years. I kinda didn't give it much weight since... I don't know, plans with dad always fall through.
Woke up this morning, stumble groggily downstairs in search of coffee. Parents have been fighting, ultimatums (as I later learn) have been given, and I'm suddenly asked point-blank if I want to do that US trip. Like, next week. Four or five days, anywhere I want to go, so long as it's generally northwest-ish. But I have to decide right now.
O_O
There's likely a very special place in hell for kids who know that they're getting presents because of parental squabbles and still say yes. Suppose this also provides a tidy little "Here Is Why Megan Is Weird And Spastic About Receiving Gifts" brochure for those of you who know me pretty well. Heh. But, goddamn, I've wanted that trip.
Um. So. Suffice to say, I blurted out "Grand Canyon?" and will possibly be tromping through the Nevada/Utah/Arizona part of the world with my pa in about a week. *hands* Due to past experiences, I ain't actually going to get my hopes about this until I'm on the damn plane, but there you have it. If I get a little more confident about this happening, I guess I'll be asking you fine folks for Things To See recommendations for that part of the world! *g*