What Goes Down Must Come Up

You think I've simply mixed up a well-known saying, don't you? If that's the case then perhaps you have never experienced the "joys" of motion sickness. I am seriously afflicted with this condition and seem to have passed it on to my daughters, much to Hubby's dismay.
I remember when I was little and I looked through a photo album from my mother's childhood. There are pictures of a family vacation and she's stretched out on a blanket on the side of a highway. She was so car sick her family had to pull over and let her rest until she felt well enough to travel again. So you see, my daughters and I have essentially inherited this urge to purge when in a car.
Growing up, long trips inevitably ended in me barfing. We rarely stopped to eat when traveling, regardless of how long the trip was. It was better to arrive at our destination hungry than covered in vomit. Eventually Bonine and Dramamine made traveling so much easier for me. It seems to only be the car (or a boat) that gets to me. I have never had issues when I fly. Of course I always pop a Dramamine prior to a flight, so that may have something to do with it. I can handle roller coasters with no problems, which makes Hubby laugh. I can go upside down on a roller coaster, but I turn green just looking at a boat.
My daughters always pick strange times to become car sick. On long trips they tend to be fine... and I have never "drugged" them. But on short day trips we find ourselves wishing we had packed extra clothes. About a year ago we spent the day driving through the mountains to go elk watching. It was a great trip. Then as we drove down the mountain Roo started crying. I turned around and frantically instructed Hubby to pull over as soon as possible. As an expert on motion sickness I knew that look in her eyes. We managed to find a pull off spot, but not before Roo became sick. She spent the rest of the car ride in just a diaper... and we spent the rest of the trip with the windows down. A few months ago I was driving around with all four girls looking for an out of the way store. The roads weren't curvy, but we were in the car for about an hour. Cakes suddenly made a gagging sound and... well, I'll spare you the details. We never found the store in question.
Traveling with four little ones who have the potential to become motion sick makes every trip a little dicey. We've learned on long trips to eat light and always have a "run around stop." If the girls have a chance to stretch their legs they seem to be in a better mood and have a better chance to making it to our destination without being sick. At the very least it wears them out and they can sleep for awhile. My family will never take a cruise, but at least my daughters will have some great traveling stories to tell when they are older.