It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad Trip

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It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad Trip
Kevin James Shay
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It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad Trip chronicles the adventures of a single Dad taking his two kids on a 6,950-mile odyssey across the USA and back during his two-week vacation. Along the way, they set a record for the longest family road trip in a roughly two-week span, certified by RecordSetter, a competitor of Guinness World Records. And they did it in their trusty 2001 Honda CRV with more than 165,000 miles. They rode roller coasters and water slides, tried to locate some Hollywood celebrities, met some aliens at a UFO center in Sedona, sat on a ledge on top of the country's tallest building in Chicago, spray painted Cadillac Ranch, dodged mule poop at the Grand Canyon, and bought a pressed coin at Old Faithful. They also visited Mount Rushmore, Vegas, Dallas, the Pro Football Hall of Fame, and many points in between. Their book also lends tips, websites and other info on attractions, fun facts, and more resources, so you can take your own Great American Adventure.

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'It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad Mad Trip is a reflective travelogue of Post-Newsweek writer Kevin Shay’s, seventeen-day journey across nearly 7,000 miles of America with his car, his son Preston, his daughter McKenna, and his witty sense of humor. The family begins with a D.A.R. statue in Bethesda, Maryland, and journeys past the Great Smoky Mountains, baseball games, halls of fame, water parks, historic sites, and locations that frankly, have no classification. Their great ride from the Atlantic to the Pacific never fails to entertain with fun facts, pictures, and candid commentary by teenage Preston and his younger sister McKenna. A vivid testament to life with kids in its truest form, the trek from the invisible ledge above Chicago to the prairie and Sin City, was only disappointing in that they failed to meet the real Elvis. Or did they? Whether a cross country trip is on your bucket list, or you are reminiscent of life with kids, this Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad Trip never fails to entertain. If you are yet to plan your own journey, you’ll find its pages a valuable resource as it is full of locations, addresses, websites, phone numbers, descriptions, fun facts and even GPS warnings. You’ll want a copy to read, research, and remind you that life is always a voyage of discovery.'
—Laine Crosby, Author of Investigative Medium––the Awakening

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It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad Trip
2014, Lulu Press, Inc.
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Cover of: It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad Trip: On the Road of the Longest Two-Week Family Road Trip in History

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We drive by the home where Marilyn Monroe paid the ultimate price for fame in 1962, which is eerily close to the condo where Nicole Simpson and Ronald Goldman were discovered murdered in 1994. We don’t linger here. There is something sad about this quest. Maybe we can find something more to our liking at a beach.
We reach Malibu Beach and park along Highway 1 for another ocean shot. We’re not far from the southern edge of one of the most scenic drives in America along the narrow shoulders and steep drop-offs of the Big Sur Coast Highway.
“Can we go swimming, Daddy?” McKenna asks.
“Well, we have to get to Phoenix tonight.”
“C’mon. We’ve come all this way.”
I have to drive through rush-hour LA traffic on this Tuesday so might as well wait till it clears a little. McKenna wastes little time changing into her swimsuit in the vehicle, as Preston commands that she not get sandy.
“Yeah, that’s going to happen,” I laugh.
We find an uncrowded spot well away from the surfers. The water is cool, but not cold, refreshing. Again, there aren’t many shells, which the Pacific tends to chew up, unless you reach a cove. Moonstone Beach in Cambria farther up the road is a decent place to find gems.
For an hour or so, we are free, without a care, suspended above the confines of schedules, deadlines, expectations, rules, and dreams. We splash each other and run along the beach, searching for nothing but a moment in the setting sun.
I don’t even worry about how I will get us some 400 miles to Phoenix that night. We’ve made it all the way across the country. We’ve exceeded our expectations for this trip.
We’re not famous for doing so. There is no welcoming committee to greet us, no paparazzi to record our deed and relay it to the masses. There is just the endless motion of the waves, the glimpse of the setting sun way out there past the edge of the ocean, the refreshing coolness of the water at our feet.
For now, it’s enough. We can afford to savor this moment.
Memento vivere.
Page 83-84, added by Barry.

Swimming in the Pacific Ocean after driving all the way across the country, climax of journey.

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