Wouldn't you know it.
We haven't taken a family vacation in...oh...about 8 years. The last time we went, the Belle was just a wee one, not sleeping through the night...we tent camped, it rained, and I was crabby.
It was a great trip. *dripping with sarcasm*
So...wanting to repeat such a glorious (*coughyeahrightcough*) experience...times 5, since we've added more children since the last trip...we thought we'd do it again this year.
And...we thought the Black Hills of South Dakota: Mt. Rushmore, Crazy Horse, Bear Country, Reptile Gardens, etc., etc., would be the perfect vacation destination for our family.
We chose our date...we started spreading the word that "Yup! The Wonderful's are goin' on a road trip!"...we started researching campgrounds to park our little pop-up at. We discovered a place called "Rushmore Shadows" (and, by discovered, I mean that it's the first one that pops up multiple times when searching for campgrounds near Mt. Rushmore...) and I composed a lovely little email to the folks at Rushmore Shores, inquiring about whether or not they'd have room for this weird little family.
I received a very kind, prompt email back.
An email that disclosed something I was not aware of.
An email that informed me that the one weekend we had chosen out of all the weekends we could have...was the weekend of the Sturgis Motorcycle Rally.
For real. Let's do some math.
There are approximately 12ish weekends available to choose from during the summer. Add to that the 12ish weekends for the last 8 years that we haven't traveled...and we're looking at Powerball odds here folks.
I think I need to buy myself a lottery ticket.
We've decided it's now or never. I'm a little afraid of the things we may see along the way (naked chap wearing, anyone?)...but it'll be a great opportunity for "what don't we do, kids?" education.
Wish us luck.
I'm afraid I won't be the same person I was when I left...heck, I just may return wearing chaps, a do-rag, and a beard.
You just never know...