If you read yesterday’s post, you will remember that I felt defeated because we had used several precious family hours watching movies (with inappropriate costumes and language).
Today was . . . weird mostly. It seemed like at every turn, something unexpected would happen…
For example, we left the motel on time. We drove straight to the Hyatt with no problems; as a matter of fact we had time to spare, so we decided to drive around the area, stopping for breakfast along the way.
First, the GPS took us 7-8 miles away, but when we arrived there was no restaurant!
After finding a substitute place, we headed back to the Hyatt…
Then we got lost…
I know it was partly my fault, but that dumb ole GPS is at fault, too.
There were too many times we followed it exactly but there were too many times we had to detour or the directions were unclear.
Finally, heading back once again, the truck jerked a few times, sounding and feeling like it was about to quit. At that point, I started praying… a LOT!
We figured it could be a fuel problem, and the gauge was getting close to the big “E”… so we tried to find a fuel station… in town.
After 3-4 tries, including one scary trip down a one-way street (yep, going the wrong way) we found one.
Of course it can’t end this easily…
While there, I noticed a low tire. Par for the course, they sold air, but the hose was missing!
I told my daughter to forget it for now and take us to the hotel.
The room is clean, cool and quiet. It’s on the 16th floor – my daughter and grandson are afraid of heights, but the only option given was to move to the 14th floor, so we stayed where we were.
We are determined to have a successful, happy trip; instead of letting all this ruin our trip, we decided to find the humor in it… believe me, there’s a lot we found to laugh about!
My daughter is at her conference, the grand kids have showered and are in bed, and it’s time for me to retire.
Goodnight and God bless!