Here we are leaving the hotel in Kansas City, MO. I got little sleep since the room was so hot. Robby slept like a baby. We ate our free breakfast: grease on a plate. And I knew Robby would not make it the rest of the way if he said, "I just love these southern accents," one more bleepin' time; we still had at least 4 southern states to go.
Here is the arch from the window. Robby insisted we pull over, but he was outvoted. Kelly said, "Pull of this freeway and I'll bleepin' kill you, Robby." He reminded her again if she touched him it would be a hate crime. I told him to watch it, she has 4 driving demerits in Colorado and nothing to lose.
This is a rest stop in Illinois. Here's where I cried. Kelly got off the phone to her school asking when her student loan would be in her account. It won't be there till 40 days after she starts. That loan was her first and last months rent and living expenses. I panicked. My savings would be tapped (out). I sobbed I would die alone, without a car, eating cat food...all because of her. I said a few more things, but I can't write them here as I would have Dr. Phil, Dr. Drew, and Nancy Grace all over me. Robby was driving. I looked over at one point and he was tearing up. He said I might as well be talking to him for his dad.
Now here was a treat. This is where we stopped to get gas somewhere in Georgia? Maybe Tennessee? I don't really know. By the way, Illinois, Tennessee, and Georgia a full of fire works places advertised on billboards. I can only imagine in these states children with ten fingers are rare. Also, a lot of Waffle Houses; on one the "W" was burned out so they were known as Affle Houses in the car (for 1000 miles, that joke didn't get old).
We found our way to Nashville, and didn't want to disappoint Tracy and Tyler, so found the Grand ol' Opry. We saw the sign for the Grand Old Opry hotel, and since we didn't have a room, I suggested Robby call them and play Priceline. Ask them for a room for $50 dollars. He did. Then he said, "What about $38?" Kelly said, "Tell them $25 and that's our final offer." We asked what she had said and her intial response to $50, was a smug, "Our rooms go from $175 to $285."
Now here was a treat. This is where we stopped to get gas somewhere in Georgia? Maybe Tennessee? I don't really know. By the way, Illinois, Tennessee, and Georgia a full of fire works places advertised on billboards. I can only imagine in these states children with ten fingers are rare. Also, a lot of Waffle Houses; on one the "W" was burned out so they were known as Affle Houses in the car (for 1000 miles, that joke didn't get old).
We found our way to Nashville, and didn't want to disappoint Tracy and Tyler, so found the Grand ol' Opry. We saw the sign for the Grand Old Opry hotel, and since we didn't have a room, I suggested Robby call them and play Priceline. Ask them for a room for $50 dollars. He did. Then he said, "What about $38?" Kelly said, "Tell them $25 and that's our final offer." We asked what she had said and her intial response to $50, was a smug, "Our rooms go from $175 to $285."
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