Trip from hell!

 

Last weekend my mom made me go with her to Indiana. My grandma's 85 year old sister died and my grandma needed to go see the family. The trip was only overnight so I didn't throw a huge fit. It started by me having to drive my grandma and grandpa to Saginaw and meet my mom. I didn't know grandpa was going too. I love my grandpa but not his cigars. I knew then that this short overnight trip was going to be a long one.

We drove all afternoon and most of the night. It took alsmost 4 hours to get to Fort Wayne, Indiana. You can't imagine how many cigars can be smoked in 4 hours. We finally got there. The lady that died was Aunt Viola and her husband was Uncle Kermit. So Uncle Kermit greeted us at the door. Mom told me to be nice and not make any faces or comment on her house. She told me Aunt Viola was a pack rat and she saved everything. Wow is all I can say. It looked like an episode of "Horders" from tv. But then after visiting for a while, Uncle Kermit told us we couldn't stay there and we had to get a motel. Fort Wayne is the size of Detroit and we had no idea where we were going. So my mom used her phone to locate some motels. After we looked at 3 different motels we gave up and paid cash. It was so bad that my mom covered our pillows with the dress she was wearing. The screen door was kicked in at the bottom and there was no screen or glass on the top. When we got in the room it was very dirty and smelled. I wanted to cry and go somewhere else. It was already midnight and my grandpa was crabby and tired. So my mom and I joked about sleeping in the bathtub so the bed bugs wouldn't get us. That wasn't any cleaner. The picture of the drawer shows that there was someone elses clothes and food in it. It was totally gross. The tv was missing buttons and the name of the motel was burned in the side of the tv. Not exactly sure why unless it would help the cops return it if it was stolen.

I didn't sleep much that night. My mom and I kept giggling. I know she was trying to make me feel better about having to stay there. We made it through the night alive and no bug bites. I was actually amazed. We went out for breakfast with Uncle Kermit and then drove to the funeral home. We got to have a private viewing with Uncle Kermit. It wasn't very long and then we were on our way back home. Which was another 4 hours with grandpa's cigars. I was never so happy to see my shower and then my bed!