The Teacher at a potty stop in the middle of night. I think this was right after she made A do a 45 mile and hour U- turn in the dark. I guess she kept yelling, "I'm sorry A! I'm so sorry!" While screeching thru turns that only Indy cars should make. The trip down is always just as eventful as the trip, and sort of predicts the trip. We had lots of laughs, which boded well for the rest of the week. The adults were exhausted, which was true for the rest of the trip as well. My sisters and I have made this trip enough times that we could probably do it without any map or directions, but A, well, she wasn't very confident.
My Aunt lives in Atlanta, we stopped for a few hours at her house. It was a great rest stop. We were kinda nasty, but she never said a word, and she had some yummy coffee! We did switch adults and kids around, but mostly kept it like this. Boys in the frint, girls in the back. Share, SHAre, SHARE! And stop TOUCHING! Ahem, let's love each other, okay?
And it's the best place on earth.