Road trips
Road trips are what I'd like to call as fun, but in my home - there's 35% fun, 50% tired of staring at the windows while mum gives me and my brother a Ted talk about life , while I try to zone out and 15% delayed ETA to the destination. The trip gets planned by my parents, and I just listen in, knowing that there's going to be a delay in leaving the house. My brother, being the little devil he is tries to butt in with his opinion. I don't deny me also doing the same thing, but I keep it to a low level, and interject only if I know good places enroute to the destination Plans get made, packing starts. There's the debate about having breakfast at a highway restaurant or packing breakfast( There's a 25% chance of packing, and a 100% chance of having podi idlis). The food mostly depends on the trip distance. Seeing the trip route, my mum also plans to see temples which lie on the route. Buckle up readers, for you shall know why I am a tad irritated when this happen...