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Well, I'm back I’m really glad I got to go, it was great. It was also pretty crazy though. I mean we were gone under 24 hours, went over 650 miles, and only got about 5 hrs of sleep. Dad said he bet that three generations ago, my Grandma didn’t go that far in a year! *grins* Probably so, we’re pretty spoiled nowadays. (though my sleep deprived body is yelling, “ya right! They slept back then!!”) Well, I promised details, so here ya go. My Dad is an Electrical Contractor and has an out-of-town job coming up in “Holy Cross” which is a village in central Alaska. He missed the barge (not his fault), so had to take all his material up to Fairbanks, where a chartered plane will fly it there. (He leaves Aug. 5th for the job) He wasn’t able to get a hold of the guy until last minute, so we had to hurry and take pictures of his materials, pack it in boxes, tape ‘em up, and put labels on them. Dad was in the cabin getting ready to leave and called me, I ran in, and he asked, “Do you want to go with me, Laura?” He had previously said he wasn’t taking anyone with him, so took me by surprise. I responded with an eager, “Sure!” “Get ready then.” Boy, I flew then, I couldn’t believe it! I ran over to the house, hurriedly wrote my last post there, then packed a change of clothes (just in case) and a few books, my camera and was set. Mum got home from town just a few minutes before we left. We left at 8:30pm and had to have the material at the airport at 7am. I remembered it took us about 6 ˝ hrs last time, so figured we’d be there about 3am. Being so tired, I don’t remember too much about the trip there. I think I was the tiredst at 10:30, then I started singing along to the CD with Dad, and I believe even though I was beat, God kept me awake and my eyeballs peeled. We did see a moose cross the road a ways in front of us once, and I saw three rabbits alongside the road, and Dad saw a coyote! Dad drove for 5 hours then was so exhausted he finally agreed to let me drive. I then drove the last 90+ miles, about 2 hrs. Due to road construction and all, we didn’t arrive till close to 3:30. After we found where we were to drop the stuff off, Dad drove around trying to find us a place to park for a few hours. He finally parked in the Fred Meyer’s parking lot, and we attempted to sleep. (Ha!) Later, on the way home I told Dad we learned an important lesson. He acted shocked, “What? You’ve got to be kidding!” I then went to say, “We found out vans may be good for driving, and getting places, but they aren’t so great for sleeping!” To which he agreed with a, “Yeah!” Dad realized how vital it was that we got a few hours of sleep in order for us to be able to travel home, so we went over to see how much “Pike’s Waterfront Lodge” charged for a room. Yipes! I couldn’t believe it, but he paid 100 bucks for a room with two beds! Later he said, “Well, that probably wasn’t the best $100 I’ve spent, but it was a good one.” “If I hadn’t gotten that room,” he went on to say, “we would have been in a real mess.” (meaning we would not have lasted the 6 ˝ hrs home thus sleep deprived) I was a little awed at how fancy the place was, however it didn’t slow me from climbing in bed much. It was after 4 by the time we got a room. It took me a while to fall asleep, but then I didn’t wake up until Dad woke me up to go down and get some breakfast(free breakfast came with the room). It was about a quarter after 7, and he’d just gotten back from taking his stuff to the airport. My stomach did awake enough to eat a plate. Afterwards we went back up to our room, where Dad said he was going to try to take a nap, if he could we’d leave once he woke up, if not we’d leave then. By then it was about 8:30, when asked I said I was going to try to go to sleep, but didn’t think I’d be able to. Not wanting to take my shoes off I lay across the bed, and it didn’t take me that long to fall asleep.:D I woke up a few times, it was kind of uncomfortable, and I slept with my arms under me because it was kind of chilly. Well, after about an hour I looked over to see Dad under the covers, so then I took my shoes off, and crawled under the covers. The next thing I knew it was 11:30, and Dad was telling me he was ready to leave. After checking out, we hit McDonald’s for some grub, and then got on our way. I believe Dad was in more of a hurry to get home, for he drove faster, and never offered to let me drive. (I didn’t ask) The only wildlife we saw besides birds were a black bear that crossed the road ahead of us, and a squirrel. There was lots of traffic though! Dad was passing motorhomes, or similar vehicles left and right. At one point he said, “Motorhomes are such a nuisances! Until I get mine, they shouldn’t even by allowed on the road.” *chuckles* (that’s my Dad for ya) One time we’d just passed a couple of vehicles and came around the corner to see a couple more in the distance. Dad looked over to see my laughing silently. He said, “It’s just a game, Laura.” I was a bit puzzled by that, until he went on to explain that he could drive fast and pass all them, and then get to town 5 min. faster then them!:-p He wasn’t very happy when they’d go under the speed limit, or slowly pull out in front of him though. After stopping at the grocery store for Mum, we got home about 6:30. Thus ending our fun, if not crazy and tiring time. As you can see, going anywhere with Dad is always great fun! He’s got the greatest sense of humor. The only downside was we didn’t get to see my Uncle and Aunt who live there. Ah well, there’s always next time!:D [ add a comment ]
T'was fun! Sounds like fun So, you like driving?
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Yes, I do immensely enjoy driving.