I read through a newspaper review as I wanted to know more about the different places we could visit in Orland Park. My dad insisted that we go with him on the trip as he needed to be there for two weeks for work. He did not want to be left out on the family vacation as it often happened, and he insisted that we should join him first before we could fly abroad. He knew that when he left us at home, we would go ahead and ask him to follow, which he often felt bothersome to do. However, we were stuck and could not turn him down. After all, he often made sacrifices for us, and it was only fair that we gave him this one. My dad was not the demanding type, and it was easy for him to set his interest aside. We got a small space in Orland, close to where dad’s seminars were held. During the day, mom would take us to different places to experience the area, and then we would have something o eat before heading back to wait for dad’s return. We were late to come back because we decided to visit the Orland Park museum and were stuck at the old village hall. The local history was so enchanting that we did not notice how fast time went by. We didn’t take a snack before heading to our staycation since dad was waiting. We made a family dinner and had a good evening when it suddenly got chilly. It was the end of Fall, and winter was about to set in. Dad suggested that we light the furnace only for us to learn that there was non. The facility caretaker started a fire in the fireplace, and we all gathered around.