We had a great time at our class reunion. Everyone shared funny and embarrassing stories and it was a good time. Some of our classmates live within a short 20 minute drive, yet we never get together with them.
In preparation for the trip to Florida, we created a 55 page itinerary that required military-like precision. To make it to Harrisburg , we needed to leave the reunion by 7pm. We left at 7:30, so, everything was thrown off.
We crossed the Pennsylvania border at twilight. Shortly after sun set we found ourselves driving through the mountains in the dark. It wasn't long before we ran over a large piece of tire in the road. I saw a large black mass in the road and before I could react? We had plowed straight into it.
When astronauts traveled in the space shuttle, they had no way to tell if the shuttle was damaged until they tried to land the shuttle and instead blew up in earth's atmosphere. We were traveling at speeds not permitted by the laws of man, it was impossible to assess the damage. So, I slowed down just in case I should have a blow out. After ten minutes of successfully traveling at a slow pace, I determined the damage wasn't significant and returned to my pervious speed.
As the night stretched on, Linda (my navigator) grew sleepy from a long night of packing the day before. As a result, her navigation skills deteriorated. It was 10pm and we hasn't found gas nor food, and the kids were ready to wet themselves. We missed exit after exit and several times we got off in a useless attempt to try to back track, but instead became lost.
Finally, around midnight we approached Harrisburg and found our hotel. We got the last available room which, I guess, means we pay double the normal rate. I don't understand that, but the foreign gentleman had no interest in listening to my complaints. If we didn't take the room? The next car pulling in behind us would.
We took the room and immediately questioned why this was the last room? We found the floor hasn't been vacuumed so Linda became grossed out. She broke out her CIU kit and inspected every inch of every layer of each bed. Only once she was satisfied the beds were clean were we allowed to go to sleep.
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