167 Road Trip Week – Bike vs. Car to Walley World


The last time the family was together for a vacation was 7 years ago. My mom, dad, brother, Andy and I,  headed down to Sanibel Island, Florida for a week.

A hurricane was coming through, so we decided that we would take a road trip to another part of the state the day it was to hit landfall.

When my brother and I were kids, we loved going to Cypress Gardens in Winter Haven, Florida. So we decided that we were going to weather out the storm in Winter Haven watching water skiing shows.

My brother decided to bring his GPS along, which was the first time any of us had used one. My father was driving the van, and the GPS was telling him to do some crazy stuff. Turn down dead-end residential roads. Go the wrong way down the street. Drive on the sidewalk. “You will arrive at your destination in 12 hours”, Ms. GPS said, even though it would only take 3.

My father cursed for 30 minutes and there was a lot of yelling and screaming going on in the car. We blamed my brother for his GPS being a piece of crap, and he was yelling at us, defending his GPS.

Then when the arguing became too much for anyone to bear, it occurred to my brother that the GPS was under the wrong setting. We had all rented bikes on the island, and the GPS was still on bicycle mode. This is why the GPS kept telling my father to drive on the sidewalk.

We finally arrived in Winter Haven, Florida three hours later, only to find the parking lot of Cyprus Gardens empty and the park closed. It was just like National Lampoon’s Vacation.

There was a great deal of laughter to the point of tears.


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