I cant't really say how many times someone told me that before I drove back to Missouri after my little vacation.
"I always do!"
Would be a fine responce, if I wasn't counting the times I woke up terribly sick, almost fell asleep during the first three hours of driving, was so out of it that I missed the passage from Wisconsin into Illinois (I missed seeing it, that is, I got there fine. Only because there are no exits), and then cough so hard that I almost drove off the road. A few times. Crazy scary, right?
And now I'm stuck being sick for my first week back at work after vacation. Blegh.
At some point, I'll show you some pictures from my trip, ok?