Canada Trip Day 1

Seems I am operating at a high rate of anxiety and that is just not working for our vacation. I am driving my poor Sissy up the wall. I am faced with that all to familiar feeling of wanting to get home to Canada as quick as humanly possible. SO. I am going to try to turn over a new leaf today and carry it on through our trip.

We decided we are too old to drive straight through to where ever we were going so we stopped in Jackson, Missouri for gas, a bite to eat, and a room for the night. Gas went ok but we were forced to chose between a White Castle and the Golden Arches. We pick Ronald McDonald's Restaurant and omfg. We sat in line for twenty minutes at the window and this is after only barely grazing the awning with our mountain bike on the roof of the truck. We sped off without even ordering and hit the hotel. NO surprise. The hotel was full.

The next exit we got off the interstate to go to an inn but almost got lost. We finally decided on a Comfort Inn with high rates. We were propositioned by a drunk dude on the way to the room who was standing in the hallway in his boxers. If it hadn't been 0118 maybe.

Good Travels,
Me promising not to be a grump