As I write this today, we’ve been in a car, airport, plane, monorail, and again in a car. This car will be our home on wheels for the next 14 days. I have to say everything is going very smoothly. We didn’t have to wait in any lines, there were no delays and the weather is just perfect. Today we flew from Boston to San Francisco, so that we can now 518 miles to our first one-night-stand in Elko, NV. Ultimately we will be driving through several states along our trek to Yellowstone National Park(Wyoming), Little Big Horn Battlefield(Montana), Mt. Rushmore(South Dakota), Grand Canyon(South Rim), Las Vegas(Nevada), Disneyland(CA), and finally up the California coast back to San Francisco. We have the route planned out and reservations were made months ago. It is an aggressive plan to see as much as we can in the next two weeks. For all of us this will be our first time at almost all of these places. This family adventure is one none of us will ever forget, and our kids are just at the perfect age to remember it all!
The route we follow through Nevada will bring us through Reno, to Elko, ultimately exiting into Idaho. We call this drive, “into the nowhere.” Literally this route is dotted with little except small gambling towns, infrequent rest areas without “services” and vast areas of NOTHING. Just dry desert. When we landed in San Francisco the temperature was about 60 degrees as we drive into Nevada the temperature climbs into the 90’s.
Along the drive “into the nowhere” we needed to stop to use the “services.” The first road-side rest stop we came to was a necessity as we could wait no longer. A couple cups of coffee, and some juice on the plane, followed by lunch at a “quick” fast food joint, is the perfect recipe for pee’ing in your pants. In order to avoid that embarrassment in front of my kids, I had no choice. The rest stop was literally a brick s#!t house as my husband came to call it. It was the absolute worst, most disgusting “bathroom” I have EVER been in! EVER! As we were driving in and parking the car you could smell the stench coming out of this building. I was gagging, it was so gross. If anyone ever came to clean this place they’d have to bring a fire truck and blast the s#!t off the walls. I didn’t think I would ever get the stench of that place out of my nose and off my clothes! (No pictures were taken; you’re welcome.)
Of course, once you pee, you need more coffee to keep you awake and so we stopped to get gas and coffee. Now when you order two coffees through the drive thru of your local golden arches, and you ask for both with cream and one with sugar, you’re not expecting to get asked, “which one would you like the sugar in?”. And, thankfully, the drive thru attendant caught herself just as she was about to say it! And when you drive up to get the two coffees, you also don’t expect the associate handing you the coffee to attempt to determine which has sugar by opening the lids and taste-testing them! And thankfully, my husband grabbed them away just before she was about to! You just can’t make this stuff up! As this just followed the s#!t house of horrors, this too was scary and disgusting, yet full of hilarity for all of us. Again, better to laugh than get angry or cry; just another story to share.
The route we follow through Nevada will bring us through Reno, to Elko, ultimately exiting into Idaho. We call this drive, “into the nowhere.” Literally this route is dotted with little except small gambling towns, infrequent rest areas without “services” and vast areas of NOTHING. Just dry desert. When we landed in San Francisco the temperature was about 60 degrees as we drive into Nevada the temperature climbs into the 90’s.
Along the drive “into the nowhere” we needed to stop to use the “services.” The first road-side rest stop we came to was a necessity as we could wait no longer. A couple cups of coffee, and some juice on the plane, followed by lunch at a “quick” fast food joint, is the perfect recipe for pee’ing in your pants. In order to avoid that embarrassment in front of my kids, I had no choice. The rest stop was literally a brick s#!t house as my husband came to call it. It was the absolute worst, most disgusting “bathroom” I have EVER been in! EVER! As we were driving in and parking the car you could smell the stench coming out of this building. I was gagging, it was so gross. If anyone ever came to clean this place they’d have to bring a fire truck and blast the s#!t off the walls. I didn’t think I would ever get the stench of that place out of my nose and off my clothes! (No pictures were taken; you’re welcome.)
Of course, once you pee, you need more coffee to keep you awake and so we stopped to get gas and coffee. Now when you order two coffees through the drive thru of your local golden arches, and you ask for both with cream and one with sugar, you’re not expecting to get asked, “which one would you like the sugar in?”. And, thankfully, the drive thru attendant caught herself just as she was about to say it! And when you drive up to get the two coffees, you also don’t expect the associate handing you the coffee to attempt to determine which has sugar by opening the lids and taste-testing them! And thankfully, my husband grabbed them away just before she was about to! You just can’t make this stuff up! As this just followed the s#!t house of horrors, this too was scary and disgusting, yet full of hilarity for all of us. Again, better to laugh than get angry or cry; just another story to share.
Sooo funny...we've discovered a few nasty sh&(*&t houses in our travels in France also. And, I love the taste tester!!!
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