Connector

The road trip stirs up memories of my family going down to Corpus Christi and camping. Doing the potty in the woods was a flashback I dont miss (when you gotta go you gotta go) it does'nt matter where you are, still its nasty. In the scene where Byron credits his "sweedish creames" at Mr. Mitchells I thought about my husbands childhood and how they too would go to the neighborhood store and credit sodas, candy and chips. When the end of the week came his father was livid about the bill.