I recently went on a road trip with Megan and Caitlin. We were meeting friends in Las Vegas and had decided to make a side trip up to the Grand Canyon…after all it’s on the way, right? We set out on a Wednesday morning and spent the first night with my son in Lubbock. After a yummy breakfast Thursday morning with Matthew, Macy and Samantha, we headed out for Flagstaff, Arizona.
While driving through Fort Sumner, New Mexico Caitlin saw a Billy the Kid museum. Anyone who knows Caitlin understands that she has an obsession with notorious outlaws. (She had me make a side trip in Louisiana just so she could see the place where Bonnie and Clyde were ambushed.) Anyway…after hanging out with the Kid and visiting his grave, we were running a tad bit behind schedule.
About Albuquerque I called Everett and asked him to work his magic and find us a hotel. I knew we wouldn’t get there until around 10, but Everett said they were okay with a late check-in. Finally, after what seemed like the longest trip in my life, we arrived at our hotel. I’m not going to give the name of the hotel, but I can say it was pretty much in a rundown area and seemed slightly shady. As I pulled up, Megan firmly told me she wasn’t staying there. I informed her that she was because I was exhausted and it was already paid for. “Mom!”, she said. “They have bars on the windows of all these businesses!”
The girls chose to stay in the car while I went in to get registered which clearly proved Megan wasn’t too afraid of the area. I couldn’t wait to get a shower and hit the hay! I told the guy my name and waited for him to give me a key, only to be informed that I did not have a reservation and he was over-booked! Can you believe that? A seedy hotel actually gets over booked! I asked him what was I supposed to do and he informed me that I would have to call Priceline and have them take care of it because it wasn’t his fault. Seriously? Three girls in Flagstaff with nowhere to sleep. It couldn’t get much worse, right? I called Priceline and told the nice lady on the phone my very sad story…about how tired I was, and how I was travelling with my two daughters, and how one of them refused to stay in that area. After I begged and negotiated, this nice lady had the nerve to tell me she would call me back. Really? Did she know what time it was? Did she not hear anything I said? We decided to get something to eat while waiting for a call back. At some point I did think she forgot about me and I would end up sleeping in the car. Finally, after waiting about 45 minutes, she called back and told me she had us a hotel about 4 miles away. We hopped in the car, set up the gps and headed to what was certainly going to be an upgrade. I mean the windows didn’t have bars in this area. I was minutes away from sleep! Or so I thought. I was about 2 miles away from the hotel when my phone rang. It was the nice lady from Priceline asking me if I was at the hotel yet. I said, “No. Why?” She said, “I am soooo sorry, but they do not have room for you either.” Are you serious? What the heck was going on in Flagstaff that had all the hotels full? At this point it became comical…maybe because I was now delirious. She told me to hold while she called one more place. I pulled into the parking lot of a small grocery store and waited…and waited…and waited. Finally she came back on the line and gave me the address and conformation number for what hopefully was my refuge for the night. Of course Megan was concerned about the address, but you know what? I didn’t care WHERE it was located; all I wanted was a shower and a bed! Thankfully it was off the freeway along with about three other hotels…none with bars on the window. We grabbed our bags and headed in and FINALLY got keys to a room! When we walked into the room, we were hit with a musty smell and HEAT! The A/C wasn’t on. I walked over to turn it on and the entire front cover fell off! And when I turned the switch, it makes a HORRIBLE sound. OMG! Did I break it? I went back down and told the lady at the front desk and she said, “Oh yeah, it does that sometimes. Here, I’ll move you to another room.” Finally after some grumbling and moving bags, we were in a room with two cozy beds. When I get out of the shower and go to lie down, I am hit with the HARDEST mattress known to man.But you know what? I didn’t care.
BTW…we made it to the Grand Canyon. It was worth the added adventure. If I were Queen of the world, I would require everyone to visit the Grand Canyon at least once. It’s one of God’s greatest masterpieces.