This past week Stefan and I left for a vacation up to beautiful Boulder, Colorado. We had our place booked, the bikes hitched, the cooler stored and we hit the road. All was going well. We were going to visit my Grandma who lives in Denver later that night to catch up and take her out to eat, and then spend the rest of the time in Boulder biking, hiking, eating, and relaxing.
Apparently, our car had other plans. We 'ran out of gas' thirty miles outside of North Platte (aka The Bermuda Triangle of the Midwest) and after waiting and hour in the worst-recorded heat (well, for Lincoln anyway) outside the gas man came! Only it wasn't gas we'd run out of...our car had to be towed into town. We sat at a Dairy Queen and watched the local teenagers flirt with each other while flies buzzed around us. It was bliss. Or...not.
Apparently, our car had other plans. We 'ran out of gas' thirty miles outside of North Platte (aka The Bermuda Triangle of the Midwest) and after waiting and hour in the worst-recorded heat (well, for Lincoln anyway) outside the gas man came! Only it wasn't gas we'd run out of...our car had to be towed into town. We sat at a Dairy Queen and watched the local teenagers flirt with each other while flies buzzed around us. It was bliss. Or...not.
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After another 70 minutes--yes, I was counting--of waiting, our tow-truck man came and we would be in North Platte shortly; considering. When we reached the town we hauled the car into a shop, and immediately went across the road to the car rental business. I actually couldn't believe this town of 24,000 even had a car rental business. When we had found out it was a 50/50 chance our car was totaled from timing belt damage we decided to get a rental car because we were not! going! to! let! this! ruin! our! vacation!!!! DANGIT!!
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Something lucky of the day was this: I got to drink an A&W root beer float in celebration of our car NOT being totaled, but the damage being about $___. Can any car payment be a good thing? This was, comparatively...
Finally...finally! We got into Boulder around 7PM (should have been 4 hours earlier) and enjoyed our view of the mountains, the cool night air with no humidity, and our very favorite dinner: Chipotle. Yes, we were on vacation in a town with more unique restaurants than dogs (maybe) but we knew right when we saw the sign where we were pulling over to eat!
Stay tuned for more fiascoes and fun as I share the rest of our vacation to Boulder this week on the blog!
Finally...finally! We got into Boulder around 7PM (should have been 4 hours earlier) and enjoyed our view of the mountains, the cool night air with no humidity, and our very favorite dinner: Chipotle. Yes, we were on vacation in a town with more unique restaurants than dogs (maybe) but we knew right when we saw the sign where we were pulling over to eat!
Stay tuned for more fiascoes and fun as I share the rest of our vacation to Boulder this week on the blog!
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