Traveling with sick people.

Kinda sorta in love with the Tennessee Smokies. They're kinda sorta gorgeous.

Is it considered abnormal if one hike in the rain sparks a gazillion thoughts? I've gone mad. Sure of it. I thank you, Williamsburg Academy. Even though those thoughts were far from being profound.

YAY FOR RANDOM "INTROS" WITH NO STRUCTURE WOOHOO YOLO. No. Anyway.

Tomorrow our Gatlinburg, Tennessee adventure comes to a close. I'm quite disappointed. For two reasons. Maybe more.

Reason I don't want to leave número uno: I love adventures. Ending them saddens me. I need to remind myself that my freaking everyday life is an adventure and I need to treat it that way, but it's so nice to get out of PANCAKE CITY (*cough* Houston). I love mountains, and we got squat in my town. Hills are almost sacred. Mountains make me think a lot. I'm rambling. Maybe this should be a reason all on its own. Yes. Watch:

Reason I don't want to leave number two: I really love mountains.

So I lied. Now there are three reasons.

Reason I don't want to leave number three: I'M TRAVELING HOME WITH DEAD PEOPLE. Not really. But kinda.

My dad and sister are super duper sick. And that's bad. Verrrrrry bad. Because they're totally out of it, and dealing with obnoxious airport cheese without dad's help carrying all our junk and my sister helping mom and I handle diaper changing, feeding the other kiddos, and carrying more junk...Yeah. We'll see how this goes.

Mom's having fun. Sick people and vaca and nursing mothers don't mix. I mean, 20 minutes ago she was venting to that Siri robot lady in her iPhone. That was interesting.

So, once the all-day traveling is over and I'm back home on my pancake everything will be better. I'll have my books, right? It'll alllll be over.

BUT I'LL MISS THE MOUNTAINS. Dah.

I need to shut up. Seriously. Maybe I should type about the actual happenings of my adventure like a normal blog post...

(Don't you like how I said that? "I should shut up. I should talk about this.")

...Tennessee has been lovely I don't want to travel with sick people I love my huge family I don't really want to leave I LOVE MOUNTAINS I...should keep my eternal perspective.

JULIA. Why are you complaining about traveling with a terribly sick family for one day? It's not like the Pioneers walked a thousand miles with sick family...It's not like some of them died or anything. Suck it up and be grateful, woman.

I'm done venting now. I'm really not venting. Just blabbing nonsense because...I'm tired I guess. But I'm not. Maybe it's boredom. Okay. I'm done.

Goodnight from Gatlinburg. :)