Saturday, July 14, 2012

Day 2

Know what sucks? The airport shuttle driver shutting the door on your husband and driving away leaving you with 2 kids and a whole whack of luggage as he runs beside the bus hitting it and begging to get on (which apparently didn't matter to the driver nor did my begging from inside the bus). Know what sucks even more? Doing that with an already overly anxious child where everything already feels overwhelming and unknown to her. Know what sucks even MORE? When that exact same shuttle driver shuts the door when you arrive at your location and both children are outside the bus and I'm inside the bus. Anyone who knows Abby even a little bit can imagine the sheer look of terror on her face as I stood inside a bus that was about to drive away as she stood at the curb with her brother and a bunch of luggage. (The vibrations/tears/questions didn't stop for well over an hour after that. Frankly, she now holds my hand going on an elevator.)

Know what doesn't suck? Watching two children sitting by the window of a plane as the earth gets farther away.

Two other minor things: Looks like our laptop has crapped out. Add that to the sucky pile. And our hotel right now? Soooo didn't have to worry about last night's being the nicest. This hotel is like nothing I've ever seen before. And, an expedia ad here: We paid less than 33% of what the book rate is. Add that to the NON sucky pile. Not sure how we're going to feel about camping tomorrow night and for most nights thereafter.


Blogger pamero said...

Oh. My. Goodness. I hate that driver for you SO much! But glad to hear there is some good stuff coming your way too. Have fun!

9:53 PM  
Anonymous Pat said...

Oh man, we all should of been praying hard for you all and this trip. Will do so right now and trust the rest of your vacation goes well. Hope you all have fun times from here on. Hugs

5:31 PM  
Blogger I Can! said...

May your NON sucky pile tumble over with goodness; may it be three times as colourful as the best rainbow ever; may it fill the whole vacation like popcorn filling a house till it spills out the chimney top... and how do I get this image of a pile of laundry out of my head? It's just so soft and gushy and welcoming... May the goodness that follows welcome, nurture, soothe and protect. All the best to you and yours, Wendy

9:24 PM  

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