@ Jon: God bless you. Being responsible for hundreds of squirrely middle schoolers, far away from home, is not on Gary's Bucket List. Better you than Gary. (Gary suspects the kids would definitely see it that way as well.)
The drama teacher at Whitney High School, (the WHS program combines middle with high, 7-12), has escorted the eighth graders to Washington D.C. every year for the past 20 years or so ... the school is contemplating sainthood for her.
Regarding the vomiting kid. Gary was covering the annual Whale Watching Story on a boat out of San Pedro. (Gary doesn't do well in anything smaller than an aircraft carrier.) He's on a boat loaded with Cub Scouts, running amuck in their blue caps and yellow kerchiefs. Gary told them stories of walking the fun plank, hoping a few of them would try it out for size. A minute or two after leaving the breakwater and into the open ocean ... the puking started. It was a pandemic, one than another and another ... a chain reaction heading his way. Gary had no choice, but to roll up his sleeves and run up into the bridge. Above, the now slippery deck, Gary stuck his head into the fresh air and attempted to chat with the captain, avoiding all the carnage below.