Poorly planned trip

My parents decided they wanted my younger brother and sister and me to go on a trip. The plan was to fly to Canada and then go on to Iceland and France. They were down in the Cities visiting my aunt and I was at my parents' in Duluth. We were going back and forth about how we were going to get to the airport and what tickets we should buy. Finally it was decided I would drive them. I was very worried about not getting to the airport on time, but a short way down the road I encountered the Mall of America, where I met my sibs. I was very angry about doing this trip with them since there had barely been any planning. I asked them if they even had any money saved up and they said no. I parked in long term parking and struggled in the rain to get all our luggage out while the sibs scampered off to Neighbor Lynn's house, which would connect to the airport. I had to take the backseat of the van out, and another car knocked into it. I tried to motion to my sister through the window that she should come out and help me, but Lynn had just served her breakfast. I was enraged.