Rhonda is having a contest on her blog where you have to post a funny travel story. I think I have a shot because I think this is the funniest travel story EV.ER. Hopefully it counts. My brother is going to thank me for this. Not that he reads my blog...
I grew up in the middle of nowhere in California. Lived there all my life until I left for college. It's really in the middle of NO.WHERE. Don't believe me? Look up Ridgecrest, CA on a map and I dare you to find anything worth talking about anywhere near it. Consequently, we had to drive a looooong way to get to anywhere. Every summer for one reason or another, we would travel to Utah. Of course there were LOOONG stretches of road with absolutely NOTHING along the way. No restaurants, gas, bathrooms for miles and miles in between.... you get the idea.
One summer, we were taking our annual trip to Utah. We had stopped for lunch at one of the actual few stops along the way. We always stopped at Wendy's if we could because it was the one time we actually got to eat out, and we loved getting Frosties. Yum! Of course my mom had everyone use the bathroom before we took off. Sadly, for some less fortunate siblings, being able to "hold it" isn't really one of their best skills. A few miles down the road, and of course, in the middle of nowhere, "I have to pee!!!!" Sorry, Gavin, you're just going to have to hold it because there is nothing for miles. "I can't hold it!!!"
What is clearly the most logical route here??? Gavin must now pee into a cup because, sorry, we're not stopping. My, oh, so fortunate brother, Ian, gets to be the designated cup holder. Lucky guy...
So here is poor Gavin relieving himself and poor Ian holding the cup, and it is getting more and more full... dangerously full... Ian groans "EEEWWWW! It's WAAAARM!!!" All of us onlookers are feeling thankful that we're not Ian. Next is heard "We need a LARGE!!!" "It IS a large!!!" "We need a BIGGIE!"
Thankfully, a disaster was diverted. Talk about your close call. Sadly, I think we're all scarred for life!
Saturday, March 7, 2009
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My my, that sounds so funny. And I can totally relate to the MIDDLE of NOWHERE. So I must have grown up in the middle of the middle of nowhere. Poor little kid that can't seem to hold it. My kids are that exact same way.
Ian is SO glad you decided to post this story and tell the world he had to hold a cup of his brother's pee.... I'm sure Gavin would be even more excited to find out that this embarrassing moment is published. :)
Aack I totally remember this. It was rather funny at the time, but so disgusting! I love LOVE that it is now published on the internet. I'm calling Gavin right now... :)
That is so funny! So if you don't mind me asking... what were you guys going to do with the pee after you'd collected it? Dump it out the window? If that was the case why couldn't you just stop the car and let him pee out in a field or something?
Actually, we dumped it in a trash can at the next stop. I have no idea why we didn't just stop and let him go in a bush. Maybe my mom had a deadline to meet or a point to prove. I have no idea. But it was sick!
Wow. That's it. Wow.
What a story!!!!
I keep pull ups in my van and I threaten my girls that if they have to go potty on our trips to Spokane then they'll just have to put on a pull up and go in it....because we're NOT stopping!
lol.....poor Ian!
So funny and disgusting all at the same time!
I guess he'll never live that one down.
A similar thing happened to me when we were in the Smokey Mountains. We were travelling with my grandparents in their van. I had to go ssooooooooo bad. There is nowhere to pull over. My grandmother emptied her purse and I peed in her purse. Man that woman loved me.
Great story,
♥ Joy
One time we were coming home from a family reunion...my three year old had to go about every 20 minutes. (What did he drink at the reunion??) Anyway, we finally just pulled to the side of the freeway every time, opened the side van door, stood him in the doorway, and let him go! It actually worked really well. We just left little puddles along the side of the road all the way home!
LOL Amy!! I remember when this happened. I think you wrote about in in a letter that you sent to me during our pen pal years.
(I still have almost all of those letters, by the way.)
We've also done our share of leaving little puddles on the side of the road. Usually by the girls and you can't exactly squat leaning out of the van. Yikes
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