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What I did on my Summer Vacation…Day Two (and a little of Three)

On Day number two we woke up to a lovely continental breakfast of fruit loops and packaged cinnamon rolls.  Not great, but (trust me) definitely not the worst.  We started out and quickly came upon a “Yellow” truck (a semi from the Yellow trucking company).  This started the quest to get a picture of a “yellow” truck.  It took several attempts (and several different trucks), but we finally were able to best depict this picture caption:

You sit in a Truck of Lies!

Yes people, that’s right.  We amuse ourselves on long roadtrips by taking pictures of semis.  Semis that are obviously orange and call themselves yellow.  Bold faced lying semis.   I can only imagine what the drivers were thinking when everytime we passed them, we were pointing the camera out the window at their truck and/or laughing hysterically.  I like to think this keeps us young.  Others may be thinking “early stages of dementia” but I prefer young. 

We stopped for lunch in Baker City, Oregon and it was one of the cutest little towns I’ve ever seen.  We ate lunch at a picnic table in front of the library.  No gang signs needed here, even though we were now decidedly closer to the “westside”.

Our kids are the best travelers in the universe.  They were so good we are now thinking of strapping them down in chairs at home to see if they will behave similarly.  DQ has that look on her face because she’s singing along to High School Musical…which we heard more times than we can count…and that we (don’t tell anyone) actually enjoyed most of the time.

When we entered into Washington State, Pip was starting to get a little shack happy and the sign pointing to Walla Walla set him off: 

When we drove into Seattle, one of our most very favorite songs came on the radio “Such Great Heights” by The Postal Service.  Said song is NEVER played on the radio in Denver, so we took it as a sign that Seattle was going to be perfect for us and to us.  Fast Forward one hour and we were done.  Here was our trip planning: 

First night-reservation at the Super 8 in Burley

Second night-Fly by the seat of our pants in Seattle.  Why this is not a good option: We’ve never been in Seattle.  We don’t know anything about Seattle or where there might be hotels anywhere near anyplace we might want to be in Seattle.  Winging it in an unfamiliar large city.  Having several “musts” on your hotel amenity list, but with no reservation.  We drove into Seattle at 6:30 p.m.  At approximately 8:30 p.m. we were still driving around looking for a hotel.  We were in Lynnwood and after driving past the, oh 20th sex shop,we got back on the freeway heading north.  We ended up throwing our required amenity list out the window because we were desperate to find a place that had a vacancy, and found a Travelodge with available rooms in Everett.  It was now after 9:00 p.m.  We had hoped to explore Seattle a bit, and might have done so, if I had been smart enough to make a reservation.  But no.  Here we were in our ant infested room in Everett.  It was even better the next morning when the electricity went out before I could blow dry my hair.   We woke to the gourmet offerings of the continental breakfast (Fruit Loops and Tang-I told you it could get worse) and decided to skip it for McDonald’s (because you can’t get more gourmet than that).  The cashier (there was only one) at McDonald’s was so grouchy and jumpy that she even barked at the people who were sympathizing with her.  After getting our food and receipt, Pip came to the table and said, “I think I know why that cashier was so jumpy.  Look who she has to answer to.”  And handed me this receipt:

I wonder if her head exploded when she had to change the receipt paper (notice tell-tale pink line) with the line going out the door.

We decided to give Seattle another go on the way back home, and set out for Abbotsford, B.C. which I think I’ll write about in a separate post, since it was the destination and since this one is sooooo long. 

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Did you see it?

If you looked in the general direction of Colorado, you may have seen it.  The heavenly glimmer over our home.  TM peed in the potty.  Yes, you heard it here first, before you see it reported by Brian Williams.  Because I KNOW the NBC Nightly News is going to be all over this.  He said, “I have to go potty.” and he did.  Just like that. 

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What I did on my Summer Vacation…Day One

So, our Summer vacation is already over and Summer has only just begun.  I find that a little depressing, because my vacation was nowhere near long enough.  So here are the highlights…

We left town Tuesday morning after a much needed stop at Starbucks.  I felt the need to take a picture of Pip and his drink, because though you can’t really see it in the picture, Pip needs to be institutionalized.  He must have his coffee sleeve lined up so that the Starbucks logo on the cup lines up with the logo on the sleeve, and THEN the hole in the lid has to be perfectly lined up with the center of the logos on the sleeve and cup.  This MUST happen before he will take a drink, regardless of if he’s holding up the drive through line, or running red lights.  So this is how our trip began…

We stopped for lunch in Rock Springs, Wyoming.  I had packed a cooler full of stuff to make lunch, so we searched the town for a picnic table and found one…covered in graffiti…in a McDonald’s parking lot.  Pip got DQ to flash gang signs while sitting at the table eating her lunch, even though we were nowhere near the “Westside”.  While eating our lunch a “woman” walked by on her cell phone, two kids about 3 and 6 trailing behind her.  She said this into her phone, “Yeah, my boyfriend left me with the kids.  He’s such an ass!  I just spent the last 3 days in jail…yeah, for driving with a suspended lisence.”  Needless to say, we didn’t stick around to sightsee.

The day ended in Burley, Idaho after a dinner at a small cafe in a town called Snowville.  Let’s just say the diner was not going to be getting any accolades from Zagat’s.  And as a welcome to all who have ever hailed any part of California as their home, they had this lovely little book with a lovely little chapter on “Why we hate Californians” sitting on the table as reading material while waiting for your mediocre food.  Some of the most loving and accepting words in print ever.  I felt warm and fuzzy all over as Pip (who was born and raised in CA) sat their reading with his jaw hitting the floor.  Maybe that’s due to his sense of entitlement (in the book) or his disdain of all people outside of CA (also in the book) or his haughty know it all attitude (again…in the book).  A beautiful close to a (in all honesty) really fun day.  I have to say, I don’t think we’ve laughed that much in one day in a long time.  I love vacation.

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