Those are the lyrics from the theme song of National Lampoon's vacation. That could also be the theme son for the 8+ hours we drove from Stockholm to Ystad on Tuesday.
Rule # 1 about road trips...don't talk about road trips (elizabeth: that was for you!) .
Rule # 2 about raod trips...19 month old kids aren't meant to be locked into a child seat for 8 hours.
Poor Davis...strapped into his safety seat. Any of you that know Davis know that he is full of energy. Sometimes taking Davis across town can be a challenge. He is never in a bad mood...he just wants to play.
This trip was so long that even William was ready to jump out of the car. Just add in dad's back pain and we were all happy to see the resort - well sort of.
I think we all hoped the mere site of the resort would make us forget the long, uncomfortable and 8 dollar per gallon trip to the south of Sweden. However the weeds growing in the cracks of the sidewalk right in front of reception was not the omen we were hoping for. Neither was a third floor room with no elevator (did I mention that we brought everything in our house on this trip?!).
Maybe customer service would save the day? Nay (Swedish for no) it wouldn't. The thing you have to realize about Swedish customer service is this: there are two kinds - slim and none. Slim is defined by asking your waitress for the check and getting it 45 minutes later. None is self explanatory.
How many resorts in America would build a deck around the pool in the middle of July? And of those, how many would let the workers start SAWING and HAMMERING at 7 AM?
If you are reading this don't dispair about our trip. It has really been pretty nice. We have relaxed, sat in the sun, swam in the sea (I will talk about the Swedes obsession with swimming in artic waters later) and had some pretty good food.
We push off tomorrow for Denmark and will spend two days in Copenhagen. The boys have been troopers and are ready to go. William is DYING to go to Lego Land.
We are on a pilgramige to see a Lego! All praise Marty Moose!
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