When it comes to traveling, my oldest daughter thinks she’s cursed.
I don’t know about “cursed,” but she definitely has had her share of mishaps.
Last summer she and granddaughter Caroline took a trip from their home in Virginia to visit my other daughter in Charlotte, N.C.
The three of them went to Charleston, S.C. and Caroline barfed, which put a damper on their plans. Then Caroline stayed sick, ending Alison’s plans for a side trip to visit a friend on the way home.