You’re going on a cross-country trip. Airplane, train, bus, car, or bike?
🚙🚢✈️ “How We Travel: Chaos, Cruises, and Collecting Evidence”
If I ever say I’m going on a “cross-country trip,” let me go ahead and translate that for you.
It does NOT mean I’m hopping in the car with snacks and a cute playlist, driving coast to coast like I’m in a coming-of-age movie.
Oh no.
It means I will:
Drive exactly one hour to the airport (because that is my limit) Get on an airplane ✈️ And then—most importantly—end up on a cruise ship 🚢
Because… that’s just what we do.
Mom, Dad, and me. The traveling circus.
First of all, let’s talk about the flight.
The flight is not just transportation. It is a documentation opportunity.
I need:
Google receipts ✔️ Photos ✔️ Proof that I, in fact, left Alabama ✔️
Because one day, all of this is going into a book. And I will not be questioned about the accuracy of my storytelling.
Then we arrive at the main event: the cruise.
We are, proudly and unapologetically, Royal Caribbean people.
Why?
Because my mom LOVES a cruise.
And also… we gamble like it’s our part-time job, so we end up with free cruises and perks. Drinks, rooms, benefits—we’ve basically leveled up like it’s a video game.
Now let me introduce the cast of characters.
🎤 Mom: The Unfiltered Critic
My mom does not believe in inside thoughts.
She will:
Comment on EVERYTHING Comment on EVERYONE Say it LOUD And not care even a little bit
And at every single meal—without fail—her food is:
“Not right” “Not what I ordered” “Cooked wrong” Or just… offensive somehow
100% success rate.
Bless the waiters. Bless the chefs. Bless anyone within earshot.
🙄 Dad: The Sarcastic Sidekick
Then there’s my dad.
He communicates primarily through:
Eye rolls Perfectly timed sarcasm One-liners that come out of nowhere
And somehow… he just keeps getting better.
Like, sir?? Where are you getting this material??
🍹 Me: The Peacekeeper/Bartender
And me?
I’m just over here like:
“Y’all hug it out.” “Be nice.” “Do we need another drink??”
Because yes, I am also the on-call bartender of the family.
It’s a full-time position. No benefits. High stress.
But honestly… this is why our trips are so funny.
Every cruise turns into:
A comedy show A food critique panel A sarcasm competition And a memory I absolutely have to write down
Because one day, this will be a book. And people will think I exaggerated.
I did not.
🌍 But Also… My Dream Trip
Now don’t get me wrong—I love our chaos cruises.
BUT.
One day, I want to do something a little different.
I want to:
Fly to Europe ✈️ Take trains from country to country 🚆 Eat amazing food Drink incredible wine 🍷 See beautiful beaches and scenery Meet people along the way And write about all of it
Like… can you imagine??
That’s definitely on the bucket list.
🚆 Bonus Dream: Wine Train Across America
Also, I would 100% love to travel across America by train.
Why?
Because:
You can actually see the country It’s relaxing And most importantly…
You can sip wine and not worry about driving.
Which feels like a lifestyle choice I could fully commit to.
So yes—my version of “travel” may not be traditional.
But it is:
Loud Hilarious Slightly chaotic And full of stories
And honestly?
I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
…except maybe a train ride through Europe with a glass of wine in my hand 🍷😉
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