Thread:Lilac11/@comment-26943067-20160626022921/@comment-28845529-20160627190800

Thanks, Kym! The explanation is great.

When I was young, sometimes my dad used to come home on Fridays, load us into the car and drive for hours. We never knew where we were headed but we'd wake in the morning in the parking lot of Sea World or Canada's Wonderland! Dad would be so exhausted but he'd still go in with us. Mom says he mostly sat on benches and nodded off but we didn't notice. We just thought we had the best dad in the world :)