Showing posts with label the big move trip. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the big move trip. Show all posts

Monday, August 10, 2009

Looks Like We Made It


We are home now.

I am so sick of that moving truck.

It's been making a funny noise ever since the west side of St. Louis.

Can't figure out what's wrong with it, but something certainly is.

A piece of it fell off just south of Memphis. Still running, but not sure if it will make it to the truck return place.

We are exhausted. The Captain and I (mostly the Captain) unloaded it yesterday.

Having trouble moving my limbs this morning without looking like my 80 year old Mom.

Had much fun, saw many things. Give me a couple days, and I'll post a few pics and tell you what all we saw.

Sorry, Janie. We didn't go anywhere at all near Texas. You would have definitely been on the stop list if we had. However, we're already thinking of more places we want to drive through in the not too distant future, so maybe Texas and California could be arranged.

I knew the Captain would be bringing more stuff than he told me about. I don't know where it's all going to go.

Maybe more coffee will help. I'm so glad to be in my own chair and drinking my own coffee this morning.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

You Can Check in Any Time You Like.....


I've always thought vacancy signs were cool. I guess that's part of that nostalgia kink I have...the old Route 66 days, road trips, roadside motels with a vacancy sign lit up, coffee and toast in the motel diner with a waitress named Racine that has a bright red beehive hairdo and calls everyone "hun" and "darlin".

But on the other hand, I'm terribly picky when it comes to sleeping accommodations, and if I don't have access to my own bed, then anything less than a nice new hotel suite is really roughing it. I wish I could be adventurous and just randomly pull over to the Wheels Motel or the Motel 20, but all I can think about is what's in the walls, and what's been in the beds, when were the linens last washed, how many hidden cameras are there, and what happens when I turn the lamp off.

Watching the movie Vacancy a couple weeks ago didn't help matters.



I had to call the Captain at least five times during that movie with a list of things were were or were not going to do on our upcoming cross country road trip, such as:

- no venturing off the interstate late at night taking short cuts.

- check the gas gage every half hour.

- make sure we have a well powered flashlight.

- no staying at motels where the clerk is even remotely creepy.

- and being well armed so that we don't end up running around screaming and having to beg for someone to save us.



I have invested in one of these, though, so we don't actually have to touch the bed sheets, and I plan to have a pillow and blanket in the truck with us. I am fully prepared to sleep there in case suitable accommodations are not to be found in the Wyoming, South Dakota, and Nebraska wilderness. This correlates with that point about being well armed.

I guess watching Children of the Corn would be a bad idea right now, huh.

The moving truck is loaded, and we're heading out for Mississippi tomorrow.