Trips...In General

So, I'm heading to Niagara Falls in a few days. That doesn't give away anything about my location in Canada, does it?
Anyway, to get to Marineland we have to go through a wall of protesters. Protesting against what? Animal cruelty. Now, as far as I understand it, what sparked this whole affair was a baby beluga whale. The caretakers placed a sick baby beluga whale in with two older belugas. And in the animal kingdom, it is natural instinct to kill a sick one. Why? I have no idea. Living things are so complex.
I'm torn.
The caretakers were certainly in the wrong, true. But it's not as if the animals are abused or anything. They have access to vets at any given time, they're fed, they're healthy. Though being in a round tank of water does mess with their sonar system thing. I don't know the details, I'm not aiming to be a biologist or a veterinarian.
Certainly tops the cake on a supposedly eventful trip. We're leaving at three in the morning to get there at maybe noon, possibly earlier. Seeing as how I am being a friend with a tendency to be hyperactive, I can tell I'm going to enjoy myself. Not saying I don't like her, which I do, she provides comedic relief all the time...even when I don't want it. I have to share a bed with my brother, which is like the delicate frosting on an otherwise perfect cake.
I do enjoy myself on family trips.
Everyone else says I'm a bit of a downer when it comes to the things. I prefer to see the realistic side of things. Sure, we're going to see a bunch of whales swim, go on some rides, swim at the hotel, but it's not like anything eventful or unexpected is going to happen. At least, I hope not.
I can't handle things straying from schedules.
Imagine how I felt when nothing when my way in the class project.