MY WORST TRIP EVER! - (Revisiting an old Nightmare)

I have many wonderful and unforgettable memories from great trips I've made during my lifetime but, unfortunately, I cannot shake from my memory the very worst trip I ever took which happened exactly six years ago, back in November of 2016.

SERENITY NOW!

Seven horrible days in Los Angeles and San Diego with my father. 

The old man hogged the driving wheel during the entire trip even though he could barely drive because of his old age and he flatly refused to go anywhere else but the cheapie 99 cent stores where he would stay hours and hours, going slowly aisle by aisle while I just stood there, like a wax figure, motionless and unable to do anything.

The happiest moment came when I realized the end of the torture was coming near!

I never took a trip with him ever again. Mercifully, he died in 2018.

ONE WEEK IN LOS ANGELES AND SAN DIEGO WITH MY DAD...

November 7 to November 14 is a week that will live in infamy...
That is the week I traveled with my 90 year-old father to Los Angeles for what was supposed to be a fun-filled excursion, visiting the great tourist attractions and doing some leisurely sightseeing around the LA/San Diego area.  The trip took a turn for the worst when dad insisted in doing all the driving himself and, after several heated arguments, the trip became an exercise in endurance. The final result was: one hour in Long Beach, one hour in Coronado, one hour at the Kodak Theater Shops in Hollywood and the rest of the trip spent inside cheapie stores like Big Lots, DD Discounts, The Thrift Store, Dollar Tree and Fallas. But, I figured it was my dad's last trip with me so I decided to just grin and bear it. Hopefully, my dad enjoyed the trip immensely.  I sure didn't!