During our recent hiatus from the blog, one of the things we did was take a quick two-day trip down to South Carolina to see Elise's grandmother. Armed with books-on-tape, we dusted off the iPad, piled into the car and headed down after a 3:30 a.m. Saturday morning wake-up call.
One of the indisputable highlights of the trip was a quick stop at South of the Border on the North Carolina-South Carolina border. Neither Elise or I had ever been, though -- between the two of us -- we must have passed at least a dozen or more times. Our road trips now call for many stops. We're not going to set any land-speed records. When we sat down for breakfast in McDonald's Saturday morning (as opposed to taking our food in bags to-go), Elise gave me a disapproving glare. "We never would have sat down to eat," she told me. Sam had ordered flapjacks. Not staying and sitting down had never crossed my mind. And with five bladders of varying sizes all on different release cycles, frequent rest stops are a must. We run the kids through mandatory rest area calisthenics at each one, coaching them through laps of the picnic area as though we were taking the dogs for a walk.
You never sausage a place!
One of the indisputable highlights of the trip was a quick stop at South of the Border on the North Carolina-South Carolina border. Neither Elise or I had ever been, though -- between the two of us -- we must have passed at least a dozen or more times. Our road trips now call for many stops. We're not going to set any land-speed records. When we sat down for breakfast in McDonald's Saturday morning (as opposed to taking our food in bags to-go), Elise gave me a disapproving glare. "We never would have sat down to eat," she told me. Sam had ordered flapjacks. Not staying and sitting down had never crossed my mind. And with five bladders of varying sizes all on different release cycles, frequent rest stops are a must. We run the kids through mandatory rest area calisthenics at each one, coaching them through laps of the picnic area as though we were taking the dogs for a walk.
I like big buns and I cannot lie.
Next time, we're definitely getting ice cream.
Jackalope.
About to be crushed in the jaws of a giant concrete hippo!
You never sausage a place!
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