We rode down with my mom and sisters. It should have taken us 9 or less hours. It took us about 14.
We should not have relied on the ferry being very timely. We should have avoided the ferry completely on such a busy Saturday. That was the short version of a very long road trip story.
Then, Charlie got sick. Then, Annette got sick. They stayed sick for over 24 hours. Fever, rashes, and lots of stomach stuff. They were showing signs of dehydration that scared me... fast heart rates, dizziness, I got so tired and nervous. So we headed to the urgent care clinic. Thank you, Lauren and Andrew for taking us.
Meanwhile, Isaac was planning to surprise us by coming a day early. Wish when he'd shown up we'd been happily playing on the beach, but instead he drove straight to the urgent care place where he helped me hold the kids down for some very helpful phenergan shots. About 48 hours later, we were back at the beach playing.
My sister Mattie took the kids on a very short and easy kayak ride. I stood by them the whole time :)
My mom's brother, Uncle Frank, was always holding a baby. He has twin baby grandchildren that were on the trip too.