the next day, after i got up at like 10, we ate some breakfast and my mother tells us that we are going to head on out to fort davis, an old timey western fort used during the late 1800s. when we got there, my father decides to just let one out. and i mean good gaw, he had to let one out. the only thing i am thankful for was that he waited until after we got out of the car. so we all went to look at all this old houses and soldier bunkers, right. and my mom was all " oooh. look at how this looks! do want." and my brother big j finds a nail. now at the fort, if you find anything on the ground that looks like it was used during the old days, you are not supposed to pick it up. i tell this to him and he just says you never know when a nail will come in handy. after we got back from the fort, my mother decides to head on out, so we take down the tents and she drops me and my little brother, lil bugger, off at this horse ranch where we were supposed to get to ride a horse on the trail for an hour.....it took us WAY more than an hour. and will tell you why .....

to be continued....