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Surviving the City Museum of St. Louis, MO and Other Obstacles
My family and I, along with another million people, traveled to a tiny town to experience the solar eclipse in totality. As any family with t̶i̶n̶y̶ ̶t̶e̶r̶r̶o̶r̶i̶s̶t̶s̶ beautiful blessings, we decided not to out-and-back the trip (like the last trip that will be struck from the records), but rather embark on a family road trip.
We would start in our home state of Virginia and visit St. Louis, MO; Carbondale, IL; and Indianapolis, IN.
How fun!
We packed the vehicle well in advance, made sure to fall asleep early, and headed out, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.
Just kidding.
Tim’s plan was to leave right at bedtime, let the kids sleep the first chunk of the drive. As is tradition, we poorly managed our time and I insisted we get at least some sleep. We crawled into bed at midnight and slept for four hours before it was time to start the day.
We shoved clothes into some suitcases w̶h̶i̶l̶e̶ ̶I̶ ̶c̶o̶n̶t̶e̶m̶p̶l̶a̶t̶e̶d̶ ̶d̶i̶v̶o̶r̶c̶e̶, tried to count the correct number of socks and underwear for everyone (we’re a family of 6), woke up the feral gremlins, and triple-checked they had their electronic devices so my partner and I wouldn’t go completely insane on the way.
