Five degrees. Outside. Brrr.
Garrett’s contour pillow was frozen solid and the car wasn’t happy about starting.
Our hotel was across the street from Indiana State Museum and an American Indian Art Museum. Garrett said no. Geez, I thought he wanted to see some stuff. He claims he liked how we saw St. Louis. Okay, I get it now.
Somewhere in Ohio, Priscilla, one of the fabulous nurses, called to tell us she had found a lab. We didn’t have to worry about anything but showing up. She faxed the scrips and told us where and when. I love her.
We stayed in New Columbia, PA. We don’t recommend dining there. Bonanza sucks. That’s a “restaurant” that serves undercooked chicken. It still squawked. However, the Holiday Inn Express was pleasant. Just like the commercials, we were smarter after staying there. We’ll never eat at another Bonanza again.
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