Arachnaphobia [10.10.08]

This was the start of a beautiful weekend, for my friends and I were going to the beach for fall break. It was only my good friend and her sister, so it was going to be an amazing time for us girls to relax and reboot before classes resumed. I knew that the trip up would be eventful, simply because of its nature, but I had yet to anticipate just how unpredictable the ride down would become. Three minutes after we left my friend's house, her sister asked us to pull over. The windows were down, and thus she was getting chilly. Of course, she had no better solution than to open the trunk and retrieve her sleeping bag, which she then opened up on the side of the road and squirmed into. The next challenge was being able to close the car door, and once she had, another problem made itself known. My friend turned off her four-ways and headed back onto the country road, only to hear her sister scream. "There's a big-ass spider back here!" "Well, just kill it!" "I can't! The wind's blowing it all around! Oh my god! It's crawling up your seat!" Since I was riding shotgun, I was not all that concerned with my personal well-being; the spider was countless inches away from me. However, when the driver started wiggling around to avoid an arachnid attack, I was forced to become involved. "Geez...it's just a spider! Just kill it with your flip-flop or something!" "I'm trying!" "Do I have to come back there? Because I will!" This was how the next few minutes played out. Finally, I heard a loud THWAP - and knew that the deed was done. Needless to say, the rest of the trip was filled with piercing boy-band karaoke and fist-pumps out the window. Who knew that a measly spider would be just the beginning?