Who said these trips were predictable? This thing has come to a grinding halt and may just be aborted tomorrow morning. Let me set the scene:

4am in a hotel room in Louisville. Yours truly has just finished hastily throwing together a half-assed daily update and hit the upload button.

At this point my daughter sits straight up from a dead sleep and says, "Dad, I think I'm going to..." and then proceeds to lean over the bed and vomit directly into my shoes. This is followed by a session of power heaving that would make the drunkest of frat boys proud.

We got everything under control and stuck with the idea of "wait and see" and everyone was asleep again by 6am.

Well, today my son ended up being fine, but my daughter spent the day getting to know the toilet a whole lot better. We nixed any park visit for the day and spent Thursday June 30th in a hotel room bored out of our minds and helping my little girl get through a crappy day.

Since things have hit a wall, we have two options for the morning:

1. She is still sick. We check out of the hotel early and drive home.

2. She is over it and wants to do the parks. We go to Holiday World on Friday and then Kentucky Kingdom on Saturday before heading home and skipping the Cincinnati stops at Coney Island and Wonderpark.

We'll see what happens I guess. At the worst we still got to 11 parks and at best we hit 13 (of a planned 16)...and hey, it's only July so there's still a lot of season ahead. I've taken more than 1400 photos on this trip so far and scored video all along the way, so that should turn into good material for the site.

Check back tomorrow as we either wrap this up or continue on to salvage what's left. Sorry, no pics today. (although in hindsight, shots of my shoes full of puke would've been classic)