Diary of a wimpy kid
Friday
Thank goodness this terrible vacation is almost over. For the past week I've been driving around in my dads tiny car with my entire family piled inside like some kind of clown car. We were going to in my moms car, but it's something of a gas guzzler, and our vacation would've cost ten times more if we ha taken the minivan. We've been driving for about five hours now and are less than half way there. At least Rodrick finally fell asleep so I can start writing. Rodrick has certainly been a pleasure on this vacation. On top of his usual annoyances, Rodrick gets really nauseous on long car trips. So I suppose you can guess why I hate this vacation so much. I don't know why we didn't just fly there. Once we flew, but Manny got really scared because our tickets got goofed up and our family was separated. Each row had three seats. Mom and dad were together with another adult, and me, Rodrick, and Manny were supposed to be together, but I got separated and was put with some random kids. Rodrick apparently took the window seat and of course fell asleep before the plane even took off. So Manny was left with this creepy man sitting right next to him for the next hour and a half. Well I have to assume he was creepy, because I never actually saw him. But from what Manny says, he was big and mean. Anyways that's how we got stuck driving eleven hours to Ohio. I'm not even sure if the driving was the worst part though. The time we spent there wasn't so great either. When we were planning the trip, mom told me we were visiting our cousins. Naturally, I thought our cousins were going to be my age, give or takes few years, but what mom didn't tell me was that these cousins weren't anywhere near me age. Because apparently the age of second cousins can really vary. And these cousins were old. Like as old as Grammy. So nobody my age would have too much fun hanging out with my "cousins" unless they had a real knack at Bingo and Crazy Eights.