Dad usually comes up with original ideas. Last Sunday Dad decided that we should all go on a camping trip. The idea came to him while he was reading an article about camping. The article said that camping brings families together. "Not true", I smiled. "What about television? It usually helps families to feel a lot more united." "If the weather is fine, we will go on a trip next weekend," Dad said and put his magazine on the coffee table. I quickly looked over at my younger brother, Paul. He gave me a knowing smile. "Do you remember our last trip?" I certainly did. Last summer Dad told us that fishing would be a great activity for our family. We bought four expensive fishing rods and drove for three long hours to a big lake in Virginia. When we got there, we discovered that we had forgotten to take the fishing rods. Ten minutes later we made another unpleasant discovery: we did not have the tent which meant we couldn't stay overnight and we had to drive all the way back home again. We were tired and disappointed with the trip.