I had a great time with my family on the Cape this past summer. I especially liked all of the minigolf places and restaurants that we saw while driving around looking for a t shirt outlet or old timey ice cream parlour. In the interest of not having my parents have heart attacks or kill me I steeled myself from yelling out things like "OHMYGODPULLOVERSOICANTAKEAPICTUREOFTHAT" while we were in the car together. So I went back and experienced things like "The Pancakeman" all over again.
Everything was going well until Josh got mauled by Martin. That pretty much ruined the day.