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2001-02-01 Jenn did all the driving, so after about six hours, she was tired so we stopped at a hotel. It was a very nice hotel, and even had breakfast. In the morning, Jenn, decked out in her cow pajama's (pj's with cow print all over them) and me in my usual pants and a tank top, decided to go down for breakfast. Now, we could have gotten dressed, but laziness prevailed, so we went down in our pj's. We walk into the room, and I swear, everyone stopped eating and stared at us. Then, as we were filling out plates, some guy came near us, but wouldn't pass us. Hehe, I think he was scared. It was fun just to see the looks on everyone's faces. We left the hotel and continued the rest of the journey. We got to Jenn's uncle's practice (he's an optimologist) and Jenn got her eyes checked. She had to get glasses, so now I'm not alone :) We then continued on to his house where I met the rest of her family. Jenn also showed me around the area where she used to live. I had a really good time. The only down fall was sleeping on the floor, which was a bit hard ::rubs shoulder::. We did various things over the next two days, and then the time came to make the trek home. So, we drive, and stop at the same hotel we had on the way down, went down to breakfast in our pj's again, had people stare at us, and continued on the next day. Here's where the trip got fun ::cough cough:: We're driving on our merry way, when a car cuts in front of us, followed by a cop, Jenn has to slam on her breaks to avoid hitting him. Well, moments after we slam on the breaks, the car begins to lurch, and refuses to shift. So, we make our way, across three lanes of traffic, to the little exit. We go to a gas station, and ask the "friendly" attendent if there are any service stations around in the area. She looks at us dumbly, and tells us that there is either one fourty miles away, or one ten miles away. The poor van can't make it, and we know it. We get frustrated, and happen to ask her again, and amazingly, this time, she says there is a station around the corner. Why she didn't tell us that before we will never know. So, after having a cop escort us to the station, we get out and realize that we are in the boonies. There was even a sign that had the words "scenic route, turn left" ::Gulp:: The service station man looks under the car and sees a gigantic puddle of redish brown fluid. Yup, the transmission wasn't dripping, it was pouring. The guy said we were lucky not to have completely blown it. He tells us that he'll have to put a new seal in, and we'll have to stay over night. Well, between me and Jenn's mom, we had fourty five dollars, personal checks, and a credit card, the latter of which the station didn't accept. So, we ask for a bank. The attendents look at us kind of funny, and say the closest thing to a bank that they have is a little log cabin down the road with an atm in it. Not what we need. So, I call up my mom, who gave them her credit card numbers over the phone. The next choice is which of the two hotels in this tiny tiny town do we stay in...seedy motel one..or seedy motel two. We choose the first one, considering that it is near both a restaraunt and a gas station. After getting everything settled with the really creepy motel clerk ( I felt like I was in a horror movie) we walk into our "luxurious" hotel room. The peach and lime green chairs didn't scare me as much as the knife holes in the wall. And lets not forget that the paintings were hung up crooked. They were nailed in place, so you couldn't even straighten them. This drove me insane. Even the light switches were crooked. The dresser looked like it could collapse any minute, and the tv only received on clear channel. Oh boy. The shower curtin didn't work to well, and everytime you got out of the shower, you would step in a gigantic puddle of water. We were all out of clean clothes, not that there was anyone in this town to actually see us. I swear, the population was like seventy five. We spent the next three days eating breakfast, lunch and dinner at the diner next door, making frequent trips to the gas station, and sleeping. Talk about excitment :) It honestly wasn't that bad, Jenn and I had fun playing cards, doing each other's hair agian and again hehe, and doing other stuff like that. Jenn even managed to fall off the bed while trying to steal the covers from me..it served her right. Finally, we get a call saying that the car is finished. So we get back, and they run my mom's credit card numbers, everything is fine. We drive the van back to the cheesy motel, and are packing our bags in the car, when the mechanic shows up saying that the credit card has to have authorization from my mom. So, we have to get my mom to fax an authorization letter. My mom is the ultimate computer illiterate person, so her, alone in my room, with the fax machince really scared me. After an hour of sitting there, we finally get the fax and are able to get on the road. We get to the border of Georgia, finally, and stop for a bathroom break. We look under the car and guess what: transmission fluid pouring out. After we all let out a string of words, we decide that we are determined to get home, and do not want to stay in another hotel. So, we buy six quarts of transmissoion fluid, determined to stop every fourty five minutes if we have to, whatever it takes to get home. Jenn goes to pour it in, but can't get the bottle into the right position, so I try, and manage to find an awkward position and pour it in. We drive for about thirty minutes, stop again, and refil the transmission. Somehow, I became the ultimate transmission pourer person, and I did all the car work. I got a lot of strange looks from people passing by, but that's okay. Well, after stopping every fourty five minutes to an hour, and leaving a large red puddle in our wake, we made it home. I never thought I would be so happy to see my house. So, I get home, all ready for bed, I put my dog max in my bedroom, and I leave the room for just one second to use the bathroom..I come back and the eeevvil dog had the nerve to actually poop on my bed. ::cries:: I must have done something really horrible in a previous life to get this. But, all is well now, and I'll eventually have a few pictures up to document this occasion :) I hope everyone missed me, hehe, and I'm now off to catch up on some much needed reading. <-//->
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