As soon as we’ve retrieved the luggage at the airport, Mom informs me that she’s forgotten the pack the phone number or directions to the house of her friend where we’re planning to stay. Fortunately she knew the address and Dad is never without his gadgets - I fired up the GPS on my notebook and we cruised straight to our destination. Foresightedly, I had insisted we stop at the office on the way out of town to pick up the CD drive and mapping software disk — right, Mom? As we drove to our destination, Corwin noticed that there are McDonald’s in Florida. We were able to presuade him that Thanksgiving was not the best time for going there. We made it to the house without Corwin going into fast food withdrawal so it was a successful trip.