a pointless story

so this one time a couple of years ago, i think it was about three years ago.

maybe more.

regardless, we were on our way to my aunt and uncle's house in connecticut.

we had rented a car and we were driving on the freeway and there was like a big shoulder and then a patch of grass and then these mountains on the side of the road.

so were driving right and we had been traveling all day and i was so ready to get there and see everybody.

and the next thing i know, my dad decides to drive off the road and onto this patch of grass to get a picture.

im pretty sure that this is highly illegal.

he then proceeded to make the whole family climb out of the car so he could get a picture.

it was 2 degrees outside.

so we are all thinking that ya know he want a picture of the fam in front of the car. oh no. he wants us to just hide behind the car so that we arent seen. and he can get a picture of just the car.

why we couldnt just stay in the warm lovely car? no one will ever know.

oh my father.

i guess thats the way memories are made.