We
were all up early as my mum had to go to work. I had my usual breakfast;
cheerios and raisin bread. On a normal Saturday, dad and I would wave mum off
however, we actually went with her to school and then returned with the car. I
gave a little smile as we drove; the only time my dad does this is when we go
on holiday. I’m not sure why my dad wants the car before every holiday. I think
it’s so he can pack the car, then pick up mum and head straight off.
Today
was different though. When my dad and I returned back to grandma’s house from
dropping mum off, I stayed with Grandma and dad went to a place called
‘Belper’. I am not sure what he did there however, his hair was a lot shorter
when he came home. Once he had got home, I did wonder if we were going on
holiday; or did Dad just need the car to visit Belper.
My
question was answered around 1:30pm. I was put in the car, surrounded by bags,
and we all went to pick up mum. Once done we went the opposite way to my
grandma’s house and onto a road called the ‘A38’. I decided to settle down into
a lovely sleep. I was sure it was going to take a while to get to where we
wanted to go.
I
awoke up within a Costco. I was terribly worried that we had come back to Derby
however, I didn’t recognise this Costco. We went inside and bought some boring
mouthwash before getting a mango smoothie. Apparently, my mum and dad said it
was delicious however, they didn’t offer me any. We then went for something
called ‘petrol’. Apparently, we needed this to get to our holiday destination
but, I couldn’t see what it was. It took forever to get this thing called
petrol; mainly because a pump was closed. Once out of Costco I could see that
we were in Bristol, heading south on the M5 … so not the Lakes or Norfolk then.
Where is mum and dad taking me?
Wherever
it was … it was miles! The road went on and on and on. I was glad to finally
reach a place called Minehead. We pulled into the last hotel carparking space
and went in to register. The hotel was right on the coast and, from our room,
we could see the sea and a crazy golf course. I climbed on the first bed in the
room and declared that it was mine. I couldn’t enjoy the bed for too long as I
was soon picked up and put in my pushchair.
I
don’t really know if Minehead is nice or not as it was pitch black. What I
could make out seemed nice enough. We ended up in a place called the ‘Duke of
Wellington’. Apparently, it was a pub … I hope the Duke didn’t mind. Mum and
Dad ordered some food which, though looked nice, I didn’t eat a lot as I was
ready for that bed I had briefly lied on. Thankfully both mum and dad ate
quickly. We made a final stop in a boring Morrissons 24-hour convenience store,
to pick up supplies and some chocolates, before heading back to the hotel.
Once
again, as soon as I went into the room I climbed onto the first bed available
and this time, I wasn’t moving. I fell to sleep wondering what tomorrow would
bring.

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