First of all I should tell you why we went. We went because BYU is doing a production/film of a show my dad wrote about the Berlin Airlift. So anyway... We started driving from our apartment at about 10:00 AM on Feb. 16th. We drove for about 4-5 hours and then stopped for lunch. The first day was pretty uneventful; no one threw up and we only watched one movie.
Finally, at around 8:30 we got to the hotel which was very nice. We got settled in and then we went swimming for approximately 75 min. Then we ordered our food which took over an hour to get to us. Finally the cold food got to the hotel and My Hero paid the delivery boy a smaller tip because he was so late. Then we went to bed.
To the surprise of us kids, my parents announced that we were going to attend a sacrament meeting 5 min. away. We weren't planning on going to church therefore we didn't have any Sunday clothes that weren't packed on the top of our car in plastic bags. I tried to convince them that we shouldn't go as it would be so humiliating to be mistaken as a convert in blue jeans. But we went anyway. I enjoyed the meeting but was still slightly embarrassed at our apparel. Eventually we got on the road and had a pretty boring drive until we were about 100 miles left for the day.
We had hit a terrible storm, it took us like 3 hours longer to get to the hotel than we had planned. And on that 100 mile stretch we counted 130 cars off road, which included 6 or 7 tractor trailers. It was so scary. We were going about 40 mile's an hour and were scared out of our wits. At number 70 of our counting cars deal, My Hero, who was driving, said something like, "Look, counting these cars isn't helping me. You can count them in your head but I don't want to know." At the next road stop, we said a prayer asking if we should continue on or just stay at a close cheap hotel. We decided to keep going but come off at the closest exit with an hotel if it started snowing. We all agreed to the terms and continued on. After we got back on the road, the road conditions improved immensely. Finally, we got to the hotel and went pretty much straight to bed. We were exhausted.
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Mom says: We learned about the Delaware Indians and why most barns are painted red.
