Every summer my family goes on a family trip to see the views of our country and what each state has to offer. That summer my parents picked St. Louis because my dad always has work conferences there. We all decided to ask my Mom’s side of the family to join us and make it one big family vacation. They thought it sounded like a great idea. Leading up to the trip we would get together to brainstorm and research things to do in St. Louis and the cities going down there to break up the car ride. Part of going on family vacations is doing what everyone wants and taking turns picking destinations. My cousin, Ashley, wanted to see giraffes in the worst way on this trip, so we decided to go to the St. Louis Zoo for a day. Of course it was the hottest day of the trip, over 100 degrees, and the whole zoo was located on black tar, so everyone has been already crabby from the heat. Grandpa did not want to go because his legs were hurting from walking the previous days, and he had his heart set on saving all of his energy for the baseball game that we were going to that night, so my uncle, Scott, and my Mom secretly planned on getting a scooter so he would not have to walk and would be able to move at a much faster pace. When we got to the zoo, Mom broke the news to Grandpa about how we were getting a scooter for him and he has no choice but to use it. Scott in the meantime went to sign all the paperwork needed to get the scooter; it is crazy how many forms need to be filled out for