You’ve waited all year for this one escape from the daily grind, your rare bit of blissful rejuvenation. And this is what you get instead: barfing kids, endless lines, a blown-out back from hoofing luggage, plus all the money you have to your name—gone. The key to surviving your annual family getaway is remembering who this trip is really for. Want a hint? It’s not you.
imma need some tips next when goin to Cleveland