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Oh road tripping. The uncomfortable back seat. The occasional nauseous stomach. The non-stop junk food. What's not to love?

I had a really good time, actually. We drove to St. Louis to see Chuck Berry play. Man, he rocks out. I can't imagine having as much energy as that 76 year old man. Holy canoli. He wore a purple, shiny shirt that looked like it was made of japanese beetles holding hands. He had a bright red guitar that maxed the speakers. He did some hip thrust moves that made me blush. It was a spectacle, I tell ya.

While we were there we went to the St. Louis zoo (it's free!)...and we drank some brewskis...and we stayed in just-on-par hotels...

Then we drove to Chicago where we visited my grandpa for father's day, went swimming in the hotel pool, and ate really good pizza.

And of course, the whole entire time we played I Spy.