Off again!

 19th June

I'm starting to distrust Saturdays. Once again, I thought that this would be a normal Saturday. My mum went to work and I was at home with my dad. I didn't see much of my dad and, at the time, I didn't know why. What i learnt later was that, he was busy packing the car for a mega long drive.

At 4.15pm I was put into the car and, I thought, I was just going to pick up mum. I was a little confused as to why grandma was waving me goodbye … I was going to be back in 30 minutes. Or so I thought. Actually, after we picked up mum, we continued driving to a far away place called Stoke-on-Trent and then further. At this point I fell asleep.

While I - and mum - was asleep dad drove north towards somewhere called The Lake District. Now, my dad decided - for some unknown reason - to try a 'new way' to our holiday flat instead of going the way he has been going for years and knows off by heart. When I woke I heard my dad ask my mum 'does this look right' and 'we surely should be there by now'. As it was, I awoke to the car going up-and-down and around endless corners. I was okay, until i saw a sign which stated 'Windermere (via ferry) 2 1/2 miles'. Now I don't know what a ferry is, but it cant be good. I therefore started to cry a lot. My mum wasn't feeling too well either. I heard that my dad was overjoyed with a car sick wife and crying child … shouldn't have tried a new way, should he!

We eventually arrived at the flat around 7.15pm. This was my first time to the flat and I love it … so many places to crawl around and investigate. I had dinner before heading to bed. A very busy day!