The end
So, I guess I should finish up the Louisville Blog, afterall, I DID make it home.
I wandered the hotel until Josh got out of his conference. He finally got back about twenty minutes after one. We went out to the parking garage in the ungodly heat. We got to the elevator and pushed the button...and NOTHING. And pushed it again...nothing. We waited and waited, but the elevator never came. Thankfully we were parked on the second floor instead of the fourth (like we were originally) so when we ended up having to walk up to the car, it didn't completely kill us. (It only killed us a little).
When we got passed the elevator we saw that it was STUCK between floors, a guy on top of it banging on something. Remember when I got on the elevator earlier that day on the second floor and it didn't move and I had a mini-freakout about getting stuck in that elevator?? ? I am so glad I didn't get stuck in that elevator. I can't even imagine how much that would suck in that 100 degree weather.
We got to the car and I was SO HAPPY. I have never gone that long without driving. FOUR DAYS, people. It felt so good to be behind the wheel...and I'm pretty sure that Josh's car missed me as well. We got out of the parking garage and started heading north.
For the record, lots of dumbtards and traffic. More than I would have thought for a wednesday afternoon. Lots of signs for road construction...and no construction. Lots of backups. Did I ever make it to White Castle? Fuck no. Both times when I got near a White Castle, I was in the far left lane with no hope of getting over to the right. It just might not be meant to be. Will I EVER have a slider??
It was very windy on the way home, and Josh's car wanted to drift. My hands were imbedded in the wheel, as I drove (as fast as I could) north. Lots of jockeying for position as lots of idiots cruised the fast lane, backing up traffic and causing everyone to take dangerous risks. I only drove Josh's car off the line ONCE like it was mine, and I think maybe I freaked him out a little, but I apologized. I was hoping to make it back by 5:30 but it was a little after 6 when we got back.
By the time I helped Josh take his stuff into his apartment and we got our cars moved around (I was parked in his spot under the carport) It was a quarter past six and I needed to go. I had planned to be home by 7. But making the drive from Louisville to South Bend in four and a half hours wasn't bad. I guess i can live with it.
When I got closed to home, I called the girls and told them to start walking to the front of the subdivision and I'd pick them up and take them to the KOA for ice cream. I visited with the staff and talked about the trip and then we had ice cream. It almost 8 when I actually stepped foot in the house.
So that was the trip home. I'm sure I'm forgetting stuff, but I think the best part of the trip home was singing in the car with Josh, harmonizing on songs and talking. I mean, there was never a dull moment. Especially with all the crazy on the roads. I think the majority of our conversations were like, "Look at what this asshole is doing." "Oh My God. Are you serious?" "People are retards."
So, much love Josh for determining to get me out of Michigan and Indiana and into Indyucky. :)
I've proven to him that I can behave himself, hopefully lulling him into a false sense of security so I can show him the crazy when he's my hostage for the REAL road trip out East or our West...wherever we end up. That is supposed to happen in August--hopefully it won't be so ridiculously hot on that trip.
The. End.
~Carrie
I wandered the hotel until Josh got out of his conference. He finally got back about twenty minutes after one. We went out to the parking garage in the ungodly heat. We got to the elevator and pushed the button...and NOTHING. And pushed it again...nothing. We waited and waited, but the elevator never came. Thankfully we were parked on the second floor instead of the fourth (like we were originally) so when we ended up having to walk up to the car, it didn't completely kill us. (It only killed us a little).
When we got passed the elevator we saw that it was STUCK between floors, a guy on top of it banging on something. Remember when I got on the elevator earlier that day on the second floor and it didn't move and I had a mini-freakout about getting stuck in that elevator?? ? I am so glad I didn't get stuck in that elevator. I can't even imagine how much that would suck in that 100 degree weather.
We got to the car and I was SO HAPPY. I have never gone that long without driving. FOUR DAYS, people. It felt so good to be behind the wheel...and I'm pretty sure that Josh's car missed me as well. We got out of the parking garage and started heading north.
For the record, lots of dumbtards and traffic. More than I would have thought for a wednesday afternoon. Lots of signs for road construction...and no construction. Lots of backups. Did I ever make it to White Castle? Fuck no. Both times when I got near a White Castle, I was in the far left lane with no hope of getting over to the right. It just might not be meant to be. Will I EVER have a slider??
It was very windy on the way home, and Josh's car wanted to drift. My hands were imbedded in the wheel, as I drove (as fast as I could) north. Lots of jockeying for position as lots of idiots cruised the fast lane, backing up traffic and causing everyone to take dangerous risks. I only drove Josh's car off the line ONCE like it was mine, and I think maybe I freaked him out a little, but I apologized. I was hoping to make it back by 5:30 but it was a little after 6 when we got back.
By the time I helped Josh take his stuff into his apartment and we got our cars moved around (I was parked in his spot under the carport) It was a quarter past six and I needed to go. I had planned to be home by 7. But making the drive from Louisville to South Bend in four and a half hours wasn't bad. I guess i can live with it.
When I got closed to home, I called the girls and told them to start walking to the front of the subdivision and I'd pick them up and take them to the KOA for ice cream. I visited with the staff and talked about the trip and then we had ice cream. It almost 8 when I actually stepped foot in the house.
So that was the trip home. I'm sure I'm forgetting stuff, but I think the best part of the trip home was singing in the car with Josh, harmonizing on songs and talking. I mean, there was never a dull moment. Especially with all the crazy on the roads. I think the majority of our conversations were like, "Look at what this asshole is doing." "Oh My God. Are you serious?" "People are retards."
So, much love Josh for determining to get me out of Michigan and Indiana and into Indyucky. :)
I've proven to him that I can behave himself, hopefully lulling him into a false sense of security so I can show him the crazy when he's my hostage for the REAL road trip out East or our West...wherever we end up. That is supposed to happen in August--hopefully it won't be so ridiculously hot on that trip.
The. End.
~Carrie