Storms!

It was a good day at the beach until a dark shadow overcame us. My mom just looked at the cloud and was like, "Oh, that's nothing. We're just fine." About five minutes later we're jogging toward the car and driving toward Walmart. We unfolded the bed, got in our PJ's, and slept dreaming of flying into walls or candy and jumping off Mount Rushmore into a tiny baby pool (Please don't judge me. I know, it's weird, but still don't judge.) We woke up to a nice morning and went to Weeki Wachi, the city of real live mermaids. They had three epic slides and one, the cannonball, was crazy awesome. It was almost straight down, about 85 degrees, and went down three stories! That may not sound very high, but that is CRAZY tall. Not only that, but you got to swim in a natural stream with giant fish, bottle nosed turtles, and baby snapping turtles. Luckily there were no fully grown ones spotted that day. We were having fun, jumping off the dock, when another, even bigger storm came.

We hurried to the car again after seeing normal peacocks and a white peacock. We drove to a new campground with only two stars but was so nice, it should actually be five stars. We slept there and had some fun, then went to bed. What did we do next? We....