Rainynook Of The North

We are taking a pilgrimage this weekend to a relaxing destination. Fed up with all the cold and the snow we are forsaking our comfortable house for a slightly less comfortable cottage nowhere near society and trekking to a colder and snowier northern destination. To some this is madness, but to us this is delight.

In preparation for this trip we have taken certain preventative measures, not the least of which involves medication. It appears that our daughter has learned the fine art of motion sickness. This reared its colourful head during an excursion with my wife and the Jodster while taking the kids to see a show. Our daughter decided that the back of the Jodster-mobile was not colourful enough and proceeded to brighten the place up a little. Since Mommy is prone to such things, we are not shocked that the little one is, just dismayed. Daddy hasn't tossed his cookies for any reasons other than alcohol related ones(and even those were a while ago) in a long time. I can be transported with a blindfold if necessary, I can read while a vehicle is in motion, I absolutely love the twists, turns and slides that winter driving brings and if you put a stove in the car I am sure I could cook while in the car. Let's face it folks, motion is my friend. We're hoping that the baby isn't prone to such things, but when we get the new wheels they will arrive with fabric protection, just in case.

We decided that it would be prudent to get some Gravol for the little one. We figured that the stuff the wife uses wouldn't be such a good idea unless we wanted the little one to wake up just before Christmas so off to the drug store we went to purchase children's Gravol. When I got home I realized that there is a problem here. Upon reading the warnings on the box I was dismayed to read that if you take this product they recommend you don't operate a motor vehicle or heavy equipment. Sure the rest seem bad, but she doesn't have a prostate and better not be pregnant already, I figured we wouldn't have to deal with that until she was at least 8. We aren't planning to use heavy equipment for awhile, but the driving is another matter all together. After a commendable job of chauffeuring me around when I was ailing, I was counting on my 2 and half year old daughter to drive up north while I grab some shuteye. They are picking me up from work so I'll be tired. Not now! Now I have to drive up there in the snow and the traffic. Not that I mind driving too much, but that leaves her to read the map. I don't mean to sound paranoid, but a heavily medicated toddler who is only good with about half of the alphabet is not exactly who I was hoping to have as a navigator. All I can say is that I hope they have internet access in the frozen wastes of the north, otherwise I'll never find my way back to civilization. If you don't hear from me again, it's been fun.

I have to go put a survival kit together now for when we get lost. Any suggestions on what I should have in it?