The last longest trip I went on was when I was in Second grade and I went to Disney land with my family. It was an eight our car drive in our 1989 Chevy suburban. I managed to get the very back of our car where we compiled our trash bags full of clothes. This was very beneficial to me, because I was able to lay down on the trash bags and fall asleep for six and a half hours of the trip. This was with out a doubt the easiest part of the trip for me. Awakening from my deep sleep I realized I was hungry, as was the rest of the inhabitants of the car. We decide to stop at a Subway but I would remain in the car due to the fact that I was still dreary from my slumber. I respectfully and politely told my mother what I would like to eat, she nodded and walked away. I was infuriated when my mom had returned with the wrong order. I had to excruciatingly engulf the foot long subway pastrami on sourdough, when my stomach yearned for a Chicken bacon ranch on Italian bread. The remaining hour drive to Disney land was now officially ruined, this was definitely the most difficult part of my trek to Disney land.