i do not like florida. and when mom bought a house in florida, i did not like it. and when i had to stay in said house in florida, i did not like it. it was a daily grind of rice and soup, watching y vien choose her atrocious videos on the tv, swimming for two hours when in reality i was just treading around the perimeter of the pool, fast food dinner, scuffed movie night, and a difficult sleep due to y vien’s constant babbling and sleep-kicking. now the first week we were in cape coral, it was manageable, we had khang, nam and bien, so it was exceptionally better. but the second week, the week after we left the boys in ohio, it was practically hell. the air conditioner broke. so cau and khoi had to buy two bulky air conditioners, which i thought we didn’t really need. i thought the heat was fine, as an arizonan myself, but the next day we all started to really feel the heat. every few minutes you would have to get up and stand in front of the machine for a few minutes before sitting down again only to get up not even twenty minutes later. then mom and dad came, grandma and ba hong came, and thucdan came. so we were just melting in that house. dad and i went out on a lot of trips to home depot and walmart and such. we made a lot of unnecessary trips just because it felt so much better in the car’s ac than the house’s. and the ac fixers didn’t even come the day they said they would, cause of missing parts or so something. and even right now i don’t know if the ac is fixed or not. i know we’ll go back there maybe even this year, and i’m not looking forward to it.
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