Obviously, since the Dude never felt obligated to actually push me out of the moving vehicle--even after six hours trapped in it with me. (I believe this took Herculean effort.)
YOU GUYS. In the course of an entire weekend, I wasn't pushed out the car, or into a sinkhole, river, or off a ridge. Nor was I made to sleep outside in the rain, in the car, or at the end of the tent with the puddle. I got to eat on a fairly regular basis. I wasn't even abandoned in any part of 400 miles of cave system--not even once. Not even for a minute.
You know, for the first vacation (of two--I am a lucky bitch, aren't I?) in ten days, I feel like I'm really on a roll.
(True: If you're one to take advantage of the national park system or like history, geology, spooky places, or just cool stuff, I highly recommend Mammoth Cave. It's absolutely incredible.)