A simple "no" would have sufficed

As it turns out, everything isn't always about me.

I was scheduled to leave very early tomorrow morning for the airport for the first of my three summer trips: Boston with my dad.  He is fighting a nasty stomach bug today, and the flights were cancelled this afternoon.  If he didn't want to go, he could have just said so.  This illness seems a rather severe way to say no.

I have plans to go to over to my folks' house tomorrow morning and personally deliver him to a hospital if he can't keep something down.  Certainly, he is dehydrated by now.  This situation is disappointing, but I am more worried about my dad than frustrated about my travel plans.  There are thousands of cities I would like to visit, but I have just one father.

Boston was supposed to be my present.  I was going there on my parents' dime as a gift for my birthday.  My flight has been moved to Labor Day weekend, and I hope I can still talk the old fella into the journey.  I have gone on trips with my mom and my little brother.  I am going to see my big brother in a few weeks.  I don't get out and see the world with my dad.  He tends to go on motorcycle camping trips, and while I love riding my motorcycle, I don't think it's well suited for distance travel.  I also wouldn't really dig camping.  He sleeps on the ground in his sleeping bag inside of a tent.  When I see the world, I need a shower and a place to plug in my hair dryer.  I have first-world expectations, and I am pretty spoiled by my fancy mattress.

So, that's it for now.  I have the post office holding my mail for several days (for no reason, as it turns out), and plans to go check on my father in the morning.  My family sure knows how to have a good time, right?