This will be my silly post - things that made me scratch my head along the way, tales of being lost (why is that becoming so prevalent recently??) and other fun things.
The first thing that just makes me say "huh?" is that the Cincinnati, OH airport is actually in Hebron, KY. Why not just call it the Hebron Airport? I mean, it's in another state people, it's not like it's in a neighboring Ohio town! Anyway, we made the most of it and stayed the night in Kentucky to cross it off our list of travels. Check out the beautiful Hyatt Place in Hebron!
Very scrapbook-y... I kept one of the key cards because it was very artsy - lots of little organized circles of different colors.
Now... we had a time change we had to overcome - when we got there at 8:00pm it was only 5:00 back home. So this is how we helped keep ourselves up later the first night:
It was the only travel-sized Backgammon set we could find at the airport - it's magnetic and fits on your keychain! Seriously... we could only move the pips around by pushing them, couldn't even pick them up! We realized, much too late, that Emma had a nice sized version on her iPad! LOL
Bob's Big Boy is popular in this part of the country... Bob wasn't nearly as "big" as I thought he'd be.
Seriously? I had to ask people... 'are you sure it isn't 53rd Bank?' Doesn't make sense. When I asked the guy at the airport where the nearest ATM was, he kept saying 'fifth third'. What? 53rd? No, *fifth third*. Whatever. I just nodded my head, smiled, and chalked it up to a language barrier and misunderstanding in the gift shop. Turns out, he was right - or is he?
We just thought this street name was funny :)
Merry early Christmas to me! I bought the wristlet for myself, and the pot for our wonderful hosts. Sue says that Tim is making chili in the pot tonight for dinner :)
And these California rolls? Um yeah. I didn't get a bite. Actually, I did. I took a small bite of one and put it down, as I was doing something important (like kicking 7th grade girl butt in ping pong or something...) and when I came back, Haley had finished my bite! She ate the whole plate! :)
So driving in my old age: what the heck is happening?!? I have excellent navigation skills, I drive by directionals not landmarks (i.e. go west on 53rd for 2 miles, then south on I-5). My days as a FedEx driver served me well. But the fact that I got lost multiple times on both this trip and the trip to WI in the summer draw me to two possible conclusions: I am either getting old and senile, or things just aren't marked very well in the midwest :) I think you know which one I'm leaning toward.
My first two 'reroutes' (what we'll call them) were during an elusive search for a Chick-fil-A. Stacey Kingman, I know you love this place and its lemonade, and I was trying to emotionally connect with you girl... it wasn't meant to be. The first CFA that I was chasing, via my GPS on my iphone (not easy to read while you're driving in unfamiliar territory - following that blue dot!), happened too fast during a couple clover leafs of freeway right after crossing the river into Ohio. No biggie, I just clicked on the next CFA stop which was about 8 miles ahead - I'll find that one.
It took us off the beaten path to a flurry of hospital/medical centers and the University of Cincinnati. Let's be clear: I FOLLOWED THE DIRECTIONS PROPERLY. But apparently this CFA is buried deep within the campus and NOT ACCESSIBLE BY CAR. Thanks iPhone, you let me down. As I was following said directions I was coming upon giant STOP - DO NOT DRIVE FURTHER signs - as in, you are now on the campus walking grounds where cars cannot travel. And yes, I tried to drive further before Emma so eloquently advised me of missed signs. "MOM! STOP! YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE!" Hey, Chick-Fil-A was up ahead, I was just following the iPhone. I backed out (because there was literally no room to turn around, and gawking 20 year olds holding their iPhones thinking 'Lady?!?! What the hell?!?' - and Emma slinking down into her seat just praying we would get out of there before she had to make eye contact with any of them, rolling eye contact I mean.
I tried a different route, which was still incorrect, blew a few traffic lights while reading said iPhone directions, and finally gave up. Getting back onto the freeway proved problematic... I apparently took the 'Alt 275' route and could not figure out for the life of me how to get off of the 'Alt' part. I don't know this as fact, but I think we ended up in a pretty seedy portion of Cincy. Let's just say I didn't even stop at some stop lights and definitely did not get out at the convenience store to ask directions. Eventually we ended up in a bit of an industrial area, so I felt comfortable to go into the shop area and ask a nice older man to please help us - almost on the verge of tears - but I pulled through. We got back on track and made it to Tim & Sue's... but when we arrived at 2:30, I asked if it was too early for a glass of wine :)
I'll make this next one short and sweet: driving back to the Cincinnati airport (remember? it's in Kentucky), at 8pm on a Sunday, we're plugging along this time with large printed directions from MapQuest... and Emma's playing music from her iPad, we're chatting, and all of a sudden I look up and see the "Welcome to Indiana" sign! I say: "wait. what are we doing in Indiana?"
Oh that got a lot of laughs from a certain co-pilot :)