My Dream Vacation!

This story I wrote awhile ago in computer class. I was partners with Spencer and I passed computers and Spencer didn't! DAMN!

Spencer and I are going to Orlando, Florida. Do you really have to ask "Why?" Florida is nice, sunny, and warm the whole year round, opposed to our native city of Ottawa which is the Ontario equivalent of the North Pole. In Florida, we will hope to see Disney World, where a kid can be a kid (or is that Chuckie Cheese?), Universal Studios and Sea World. Also, we'll find out where all the great parties are, and party all night, baby! In our solar-powered hippie van and a stockpile of Wonder bread and Kraft peanut butter, we'll be traveling in style. Well, off we go to Or-lan-do! Oyeah!!!!

The Adventure Begins
Day 1, Location: Ottawa - New York

A good old friend of Brian's is in a bad and sadly fatal kyaking accident. Brian is feeling pretty bad about this, naturally, but then he gets a phone call from P.B. Arnoldson, a lawyer, who tells Brian that he has inherited $5,000 and a solar powered Hippie van which he had left over from his dead-head days. Needless to say, Brian is happy about this and it brightens up his mood. He immediately begins to think of ways to spend the $5000 and how to use the Hippie van to its full potential. Jokingly, I suggest we go to Disney World, and 5 minutes later, Brian comes to my house with a 3-foot tall stack of Orlando brochures and we began to plan. By the end of the day, we had already made all the reservations and we were ready to go! On our way out, I was starting to prepare some beef sandwiches for the road, but Brian stopped me. He had also inherited a box of Wonder bread and enough Kraft peanut butter to feed a small country. So we hopped in the Hippie van and we were off, eating PB & J all the way. Well, it was 8 pm and the sun was starting to set. I turned to Brian. "This is a solar powered hippie van, right?"I asked him. "You bet it is, man." "Well, the sun is setting.""So?" "So..." "What?!" "Brian, do you know what 'solar-powered' means?" "Ya...it means...it's powered by...solar..." "It MEANS it runs on the power of the sun." "Oh ya, sun. Gotta have sun." "The sun is going down!" "Oh." All of a sudden, the car slowed down and stopped on the side of the highway. "What are we going to do know?" I said, frustrated. "Looks like we're gonna have to sleep in the van." "Great. Just great." "Hey, you can sleep outside if you want."

Encounter with a safari man!
Day 2, Location: New York - Pennsylvania

The next morning, it was a bright and sunny day, enough to power our van. So we went back on our way. We'd have to drive all day to make up for lost time. We were moving along great until a cow stepped out onto the road. Brian swerved the car out the way of the cow and almost hit a station wagon full of nuns. The nuns drove off, one of them shaking their hairy fist at us in anger, but we pulled over to the side off the road and went to see the cow, who was now on its side and convulsing in shock. We pushed it back up but then the side off the cow ripped open and a safari man with a camcorder strapped to his safari hat fell out. Needless to say, me and Brian were quite alarmed and took one big step back. "Blimey!" the safari man said in frustration. "My cow costume is destroyed!" "Costume?" me and Brian said in unison. "Yes...I'm Ned Nilkumpumkin. You may have heard of me... I have a safari show on channel 136....'Huntin' With Ned'?....Oh, never mind. Anyway, the ratings have recently dropped on my show, so my producer suggested that I should get some variation on my show. Y'know....not just jungle bloody animals, so I went to a farm. I dressed up like a cow to study the patterns of the cow further, when I lost my way I stumbled out onto the road. Now that my costume is destroyed, my show doesn't stand a chance...and it'll be replaced by re-runs of Petticoat Junction!" "That's quite a story, man," Brian said, "why did you bother telling it?""I don't know," the safari man said sadly, looking to the ground. "HEY!" Brian exclaimed. "There juts happens to be a big case of old Halloween costumes in the trunk! You could have those!" "Really?" the safari man said, his mood suddenly brightening. "Sure!" Brian went to the trunk and got the costumes for the safari man. "Wow! Much obliged, chaps! Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to make some money!" The safari man went off on his way and we hopped back in the van, feeling quite good about our random act of kindness. We drove until dinner, when we got hungry and stopped at a road-side diner since we were getting sick of peanut butter. We ate dinner then slept in out parked hippie van.

The Great Financial Plan
Day 3, Location: Pennsylvania - Orlando, Florida

We woke up to another beautiful day! We pushed the big red button to start up the hippie van and we were back on our way. We drove all day, stopping once for a bathroom break. Finally...we got to Orlando! We stopped for dinner at McDonald's. "Wow, that one fast hippie van!" Brian exclaimed. "Yeah! No kidding! And tomorrow, it's off to Disney World!" "Ya, but we're running out of money!" "What are you talking about? We've only spent $30 out of 5000!" "Yes, but we're running on a very tight budget!" "Whatever. Well, what were gonna do about it?" "Well, look...it costs less for kids to get into Disney World right?" "Right..." "So...I could dress up like a kid!" "Say, that's a good idea! But we gave all the costumes to the safari man." "Naw, I gave him a case of old dirty throw pillows and stolen hubcaps."
"I'm now studying the territorial behaviors of the throw pillow, but I'll have to be quiet if I want to get close enough...AAAH! One of the throw pillows has attacked me!"
"Ok, then! That'll save us $46.65!" I said, calculating the price. "Great! But, now, let's get some sleep." "Agreed." We parked the van at McDonald's and went to sleep, excited to go to Disney World the next day.

Escaping the Impound
Day 4, Location: Orlando

Awakening the next morning, it wasn't quite so sunny. It was smelly, dark and noisy. "Where are we?" I said sleepily. "I've heard about this place," Brian said, frightened. "What do you mean? What's going on?" "We've been taken to...the ORLANDO CAR IMPOUND!" "The car impound? We must have been towed off last night!" "Great! Well, we gotta get out of here!" "But how?" "Leave everything to me," Brian said heroically, hopping into the driver's seat. He pushed the ignition button, but the van didn't start up. "We need more sun!" I realized. "Or do we?" Brian said reaching into the back of the van. "What do you mean? Of course we do!" "Spencer, don't you know Kraft peanut butter is an excellent source for electricity?" Just the van started up! "Wow Brian! That's amazing!" "Ya, I saw it on Bill Nye!" Just then, the car smashed the doors of the impound open and we were free. But, unfortunately, after we got out on to the road, a cop car had us in hot pursuit. "What are we gonna do NOW?" I exclaimed. "Don't worry! This thing doesn't have license plates. If we lose them, they won't we able to identify us." "Brian...we're driving a solar-powered, rainbow colored hippie van. We're identifiable." "Not if we paint it blue," Brian said pushing a blue button. All of a sudden the van turned blue and the cop lost track of us. "Brian, this van is amazing!" "Yup! Now, Disney World Ho!" We made it to Disney World and Brian got into his little kid get-up, consisting of a baseball - cap, a shirt with long sleeves, sneakers with un-tied shoelaces, and a piece of bubble gum. We approached the gate.

"My, you have a lot of facial hair for a 7-year-old," the lady at the ticket stand said. "He takes after his dad," I said. "I love you, dad," Brian said. "Shut up, son." "Ok, here are your passes." "Thank you," I said, taking the passes.

She fell for it! Great! We spent the day in the Magic Kingdom, riding every ride until we threw up!...then we had dinner! All in all, it was a fun day! But what's this? "Oh man...Brian, it's the cop that was chasing us!" We got out of there and took our hippie van, using our new fuel supply of peanut butter for the night time, and parked it in a forest. Tomorrow, we would go to MGM Studios!

Mutant Racoons from California!
Day 5, Location: MGM Studios, Orlando

I woke up at 3am to a strange rustling noise. I stepped outside of the van to see what it was. It was racoons... eating our fuel supply of peanut butter! I tried kicking them away, but when I got a good look at one...it had two heads! One on each end of it's body! They were mutant racoons from Los Angeles! They had probably migrated to Orlando in the spring, as most mutant racoons from L.A. do. But there was no time to think; I had to think of a way to get these racoons out of here! Just then, I got an idea! I got one of the costumes from the trunk and put it on. I jumped out and the racoons ran for their life. Good thing there was a Richard Nixon costume in that trunk; mutated racoons are scared to death of Nixon, as most people. I took off the costume and went back to sleep. Brian woke me back up at 8 and we spent the day in MGM Studios. It was a lot of fun, and the cops weren't on our tail anymore, but we did see an FBI agent showing our pictures to different people....Anyway, no time to worry about that. We still had three more days to spend in Disney World and tomorrow, we were going to go to the Epcot Center.

The Robot
Day 6, Location: Epcot Center, Orlando

The next day ran smooth like clockwork. We went to Epcot Center and had a blast! But at the end of the day, at the robot exhibition at Innovations, one of the robots turned to me and Brian and started saying "Destroy Brian and Spencer!" and he started chasing after us! We ran all the way back to our hippie van and drove off, but the robot had super speed! "Alright, let's see what else this van can do!" I said, flipping up the control panel. I pressed a button with a upside-down turtle on it and two rocket boosters popped up from the bottom of the van and ignited, sending up roaring up the road and it blew up the robot, who was a little too close to us. "Yahoo!" Brian howled. "Alright! This van rules!" So we speeded all the way back to our little "parking spot" in the forest. "Wow, I can't believe 3 days has already gone by!" "Spencer, It's been 6!" "6!" Two more awesome days of Disney World and tomorrow we were going to the Animal Kingdom.

Return of Safari Man
Day 7, Location: Animal Kingdom, Orlando

Well, we went to the Animal Kingdom and it was really cool. We were looking at some robot lions and who did we see? The safari man! He was hiding from the lion behind a tree quivering, singing the theme song to Petticoat Junction."I think we should leave him alone," Brian said. "Yeah, I don't think he'll be too happy to see us after we gave him that case of throw pillows," "And hubcaps," "Yeah, that too." Well, the Animal wasn't as good as all the other stuff, so we decided to go back to the Magic Kingdom tomorrow since that one was the best and it was our last day in Disney World. So we went to our hippie can and went to sleep.

Which One is the Real Mickey?
Day 8, Location: The Magic Kingdom

Well, it was our last day in Disney World and we decided to spend it at the Magic Kingdom. Brian and I got hungry, so we went to get some grub! As we were eating, Brian saw Mickey Mouse, King of the Magic Kingdom! Brian ran up to him, “Yo, Mickey Mouse! I can’t believe it’s you! You’re my hero! I’ve seen all of your movies!” But then I realized something. “That ain’t Mickey Mouse! That’s an impostor! Blasphemy!” Brian was stunned. “What?! Mickey, is this true?” Then Mickey Mouse leaned over and whispered in Brian’s ear, “Buddy, we’re all just in costumes. Mickey Mouse isn’t real. Brian was even more stunned. “What about Goofy?” he said. “None of them are real, kid. They’re all just cartoons. Brian flipped out and said, “NO! NO WAY! THIS CAN’T BE TRUE! I WILL FIND THE REAL MICKEY MOUSE! DIE, IMPOSTOR! DIE!!” So Brian beat up the Mickey Mouse but then I spotted someone very familiar; the FBI agent! I yanked Brian off of Mickey Mouse and yelled, “Brian! We gotta get out of here! To the hippie van!” So we ran to the parking lot and got in the hippie van and pushed the ignition. We were headed straight for the gate but just then, 3 SWAT vans blocked the exit. “There’s only one man who can save us now! And that’s Mickey Mouse!” Brian exclaimed as I pulled the van into reverse. “But how are we gonna find him?” “Um...I’ll figure something out,” Brian said, flipping up the control panel. “Maybe it’s this button!” Brian said, pushing a button in the shape of Mickey. “Damn!” Brian shouted in frustration. This just made things worse. There were now two Mickey Mice! “Which one is the real one?” Just then, Brian heard a thunderous voice from the heavens above. “Go with your heart, Brian! Go with your heart! Your heart will tell you what to do!”Brian went with his heart, and picked the wrong one! But the real Mickey Mouse said, “Continue your journey, my son, I will live on in your heart!” So Brian just sat there, confused. “What just happened there dude?” I asked him. Brian said, “I have no idea, but lets get out of here!” So that night, we partied all night, and forgot about what happened. Tommorow, Universal Studios!

A Short Time of Peace
Day 9 and 10, Location: Universal Studios

Well, we went to Universal Studios, and had alot of fun. We rode every ride, and saw Bettlejuice, the musical! But it definnately wasn’t as fun as Disney World!

Freeing Shamu
Day 11, Location: Sea World

After Universal Studios, we went to Sea World. We had lots of fun, watching the dolphins and stuff, but then we saw Shamu. He was stuck in a little aquarium, so what did we do? We freed him! “Swim free, Shamu! Spread your fins and live life to the fullest!” Brian yelled as Shamu swam into a new life in the ocean. But at the end of the day, guess who we saw. The FBI agent. Tommorow was our last day in Orlando, then we would have to head home.

The Final Battle
Day 12, Location: Orlando subway

We were going to go downtown for our last day in Orlando, so, just for the fun of it, we were going to take the subway. We got to the subway, but it was completely empty, except for one man, the FBI agent. “Why won’t you just leave us alone?” Brian yelled. “You have commited many crimes against this country,” he said. “Like what?” I asked him, defiantly. “Well,” the agent pulled out a notepad, “parking in 2 different no parking zones, throwing up on Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride, giving throw pillows and hub caps to safari hunting show host, freeing Shamu, beating up Mickey Mouse, not having a licence plate, disturbing the peace, not wearing a seat belt, having the headlights burnt out, violence against animals,” the agent flipped the notepad page. “Ok, we get the point,” Brian said. “Ya, but what are you going to do about it, tough FBI agent-guy?” “Challenge you to a duel...to the death! I know it’s a bit unorthdox, but, I think, considering the circumstances, I can be flexible.” “So be it,” Brian said, getting into ninja stance. “We will you to the last, Keemosabi!” I said in a badly dubbed voice. “My name is...Agent Chow-Chen! Know it well, young grasshopper, for the world show cower at the mention of my name!” “Enough talk. Let us fight!” Brian said, gulping down a can of Lipton Brisk Ice Tea. “Only fool fight man with Brisk, Brian-son,” said Agent Chow-Chen. “We will see who the fool is, Keemosabi!” We all shouted out battle cries and we’re ready to fight, but, just then, the agent’s cell phone rang. "One second. Ya, hi, honey, I'm kind of in the middle of something....can't you drive Bobby home from soccer practice just this one time?" Me and Brian looked at each other. We turned and walked out of the subway and decided to just take the van and go home. We got in the van and drove off, but, just then, 3 black cars with tinted windows came up behind us. "They just don't give up, do they?" One of the passenger-side windows opened and and agent popped out with a flame thrower. "Dude! He has a flame thrower!" Brian excalimed. "Come on, hippie van. You gotta help us," I said flipping up the control panel. I pressed a button with a hammer and a lighting bolt on it, and all of sudden, titanium armodillo armor concealed the van. "Sweet!" I shouted. The agent fired a fire ball at us but it bounced off and hit one of their own cars! "But we still have to get away from them," I said. With that, Brian pressed a button with a pigeon on it. Clicking and grinding sound were heard and then, pigeons with wires tied around their feet popped up from the top of the van and lifted it into the air. "Yehaw!" Brian shouted. Agent Chow-Chen looked up. "Two can play at this game," he said, pulling a switch next to the cruise control and silver antamantium wings popped out and the car flew up into the air. Machine guns popped out of the bottom of the wings and started firing red rubber balls at the van. "They're shooting right through the titanium armour!" Brian shouted. "This isn't good," I said. Just then, the agents car shot two remote-control razor blades and they sliced the wires that held the wires to the van. The pigeons flew away and the van began to fall. "Eject!" Brian yelled. We pressed the spring button and the hippie van's roof opened up and shot us out and we landed on the roof of a near-by building. We watched as the hippie van crashed to the ground, yet emerged undamaged, despite knocking off all the titanium armor. "Wow, that's one tough hippie van!" Brian said. "But don't look now. Here come the agents." The agents car retracted it's wings and landed on the building parallel to us. They stepped out and used their moon boots to jump onto the rooftop we were on. Chow-Chen came down from the sky with his jet-pack. "Why didn't you just land the car on this rooftop?" I said. "We like to make a more elaborate entrance," Chow-Chen said, smiling. "Well, now you're going to make an elaborate exit!" Brian shouted. "Yeah!" I agreed. "Idle threats, my friends. Without your hippie van, you are helpless." "That's what you think! Right, Brian?" I said looking over at Brian. Brian smiled. "That's right! We have the power of Mickey Mouse on our side." "Mickey Mouse? Please," Chow-Chen said. "You want talk in such a big moment, Chow-Chen," Brian said, his hands beginning to glow. "Super rodent power!" me and Brian shouted in unison. All of a sudden, there was a flash of light and the the two agents were gone, leaving only two piles of dust and a terrified Chow-Chen. Chow-Chen turned to me and Brian, enraged. "Nothing stands up to this country's Federal Bureau of Investigation and walks away alive! Especially not a talking mouse empowring two stupid losers who drive an old hippie van!" he shouted, pulling out his lazer bullet gun. He emptied an entire shell at me and Brian, but we dodged them Matrix-style. "But how?" Chow-Chen said, stunned. "With the help of Mickey Mouse and," I pointed to the hippie van, "a special hippie van." "The hippie van, huh?" Chow-Chen said, smiling. He picked a flame-thrower up off the ground, jetisoned himself up into the air with his jet-pack and fired. The fireball hit the van and it spontaneously combusted into flames. "Noooooooo!" Brian shouted. "Hahahaha!" laughed Chow-Chen, "Now you are powerless to defeat me! I suggest you cooperate and face your fate." All seemed hopeless, but then we heard a voice. "Brian, Spencer, this is Giverny-lily, the hippie van. Even though my body has been destroyed, my power is still within you. Use it to defeat Chow-Chen!" Me and Brian nodded at each other, then we began to glow again. Fireballs formed in our hands and we fired them at Chow-Chen. "Noooo! That's impossible! The great Chow-Chen, defeated!! Nooooo!" Chow-Chen screamed as he exploded. His dark sunglasses fell to the ground, singed and smoking. "It is finished," Brian said. "The hippie van has been avenged. Now let's go home." "But how?" "Well, we'll sleep in a hotel room tonight but tommorow, we'll take the agents car home." "Good idea." So we went to get some sleep and tommorow, after our action-packed vacation, we would go home.

Just a Dream?
Day 13, Location: Orlando-Pennsylvania

The next morning we both woke up. "Wow, man, I had the wildest dream," I said to Brian. "We had a hippie van with super powers and we were fighting FBI agents like some guy off of Dragon Ball Z." "Weird, man! I had the same dream!" "That is weird!" Well, we got dressed, and hit the free contenental breakfast at the hotel. We went to the parking lot and saw the agent's car. "Dude! It wasn't a dream!" Brian shouted. We got in the car and started to drive. We got to Pennsylvania, but it was getting late, so we stopped at a cheap motel. Tommorow, we would be home.

The Return of the Hippie Van
Day 14, Location: Pennsylvania-Ottawa

Well we drove all day and finally got home, when what was in the driveway? The hippie van! We hopped in the van and discovered it had all-new gadgets, including a 18 inch televison. "Let's take her for a spin!" Brian suggested. "Sure!" I agreed. So we drove around downtown, watching Petticoat Junction on the 18 inch t.v. Who knows what new adventures we would have with the hippie van in the future.


I just wanted to thank Mrs.Rampersad for passing me in computer class! I got 5 out of 10 on my Dream Vacation thing so I thought I would post it on the web to show how happy I am that I dont have to go to summer school for this subject Ha Kip I told you I would pass!