Florida Project: on to Virginia

After a rough night's sleep we got ready and left the Days Inn. I wasn't sure if someone had spilt beer outside our door or urinated - either way we stepped over the liquid. The parking lot was very slippery. When Linda tried to load a bag into the van she fell into the van.

The hotel was a short distance from the USS Yorktown. The world war II aircraft carrier was a joy to tour. Last year we toured the USS Carolina, a battleship, which was a better tour because the buttons that played the audio tour recordings worked on the Carolina.

After seeing the Yorktown we headed north. I was moving at a fast speed with four cars in front of me. Suddenly out of no where a car from the opposite direction did a U turn in front of us. As soon as I saw the car headed our way, I dropped my break pedal to the floor. Luckily no one was behind me!

The lead car hit his breaks and went into the median. The other cars were able to stop before colliding. With my foot of the floor, my anti lock breaks kicked in. I had full maneuverability and planning to steer into the median if necessary rather than collide. Luckily, I had been the first to hit my breaks and was the first to come to a stop. Just as quickly as we had stopped, we were able to pick up speed and return to sailing down the highway, the near miss left in our rear view mirrors.

When we passed into Virginia, Linda was fast asleep in the passenger seat. To stay alert, I decided to open a bottle of diet coke I had purchased. I can't explain this but for whatever reason the contents were under pressure. When I unscrewed the cap foam exploded from the bottle and hit the ceiling. While keeping the van on the road, I quickly put the cap back on. But that just caused it to spray me in the face. Finally, the cap was back on the bottle. Linda woke and found me dripping in Diet Coke foam. It was on the ceiling, the steering wheel, and all over my pants. 

Linda used her roll of paper towels to clean up. I was passing a tractor trailer while Linda was trying to dry my pants. She had a large wad if paper towels and was scrubbing my crotch. The truck driver looked down and saw this and almost drove off the side of the road.

After last night's hotel disaster, Linda picked tonight's room. She is trained in travel and tourism. Not only did she get us into the Holiday Inn, but we are staying for $20 cheaper than the Days Inn was.

Tomorrow, we head into Gettysburg to see the battlefield. It should be a good day!