Just Good Times
So, we had driven about nine hours already towards home. We had a nice dinner in Kansas City, we were making great time. Then my boyfriend ran into something (we think a coyote) going 80. The front grill of his car is smashed and its leaking fluid like a bitch. It wouldn't start, so we had to get it towed to the dealership in Blue Springs, Missouri.
We are now at a ghetto hotel close to the dealership. All the normal hotels were booked up. I didn't know there was such a run on hotels in Blue Springs, but apparently there is.
So for now, we are stuck. Tomorrow we'll either rent a car (which neither of us is technically old enough to do) or his dad will have to drive the five hours to come and get us. We don't know what's wrong with the car, how long it will take, etc. Good times.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
|
|
This entry was posted on Tuesday, October 16, 2007
You can follow any responses to this entry through
the RSS 2.0 feed.
You can leave a response,
or trackback from your own site.
4 comments:
I bet the coyote was chasing a roadrunner. Is your car made by ACME?
Mr. Fab cracks me up.
Be careful when you get in the shower. You know those old motels.
eek, eek, eek, eek
Ahhhhhhhahhhhhahhhrrrgggg
Ouch - that sucks! Hopefully you'll be able to make the most of it and still enjoy yourselves. Just drink lots of alcohol.
Mr. Fabulous: yes, yes it is. How did you know?
ADW: the hotel was nothing compared to the tow truck driver
avitable: the trip wasn't ruined, we still had a good time. And I always drink a lot of alcohol.
Post a Comment