You may recognize this windshield. It is the windshield of our Honda Odyssey, right in front of Jay's face minutes after a stupid deer barreled into it at about 30 miles an hour, while we were going 45 miles an hour. I don't know how much an hour that adds up to, but it was enough to wreck our car... and throw the deer clear back across the road where he came from... dead as a door nail!!!! We are at this moment stuck in a place called Petoskey in Michigan, waiting for a local windshield repair place to get in a windshield for a Honda Odyssey and put it in tomorrow so we can continue on our way up to the Upper Peninsula to visit Jay's old school friend, Dave Loup.
Here is the historic old hotel where we are staying in Petroskey. We keep looking suspiciously down the old long halls and into the sitting rooms and dining rooms for suspicious behavior because it is sooooo like old English Inns where Miss Marple and Hercule Poirot encountered murders and intrigue. It's great!!! We love it!!! We sat out there on that long veranda for a long time just being that way (Even tho nothing happened to us and it was actually pretty cold from the breeze blowing in off Lake Michigan that you can see there in the distance.) After awhile we gave up on something occurring and wandered down to the beach to try to find a famous Petroskey stone... but didn't.
Our poor car! I love this car!!!! I hate this!!!!!!! We are going to get the windshield fixed, but will wait till we get back to Laramie and our Honda mechanics there to fix the body damage. We just hope the tire doesn't scrape from the fender being bent in like that. What are people going to think seeing us driving around like some kind of junky hillbillies?
We had a good time tonight in the pub in the basement of this big old hotel. There was live entertainment and he was really good. Just one old guy with a really well micked acoustic guitar. Singing old time rock and roll and Beatles songs. ( He probably shouldn't have tried to sing that Elvis song tho.) They had a really interesting menu. Every entry had at least one item we couldn't figure out. I was waffling between 2 things, mainly because I wasn't sure what a couple of the ingredients were. One was a wrap with whole wheat lavash and we didn't know what lavash was. Jay asked the waiter if it was lifestyle. After he quit laughing he said it was a tortilla. I don't know why they couldn't have said that in the first place.
Sorry to hear about all this. What I love about you two is how you make the most out of anything. The hotel looked like a neat place to stay. I didn't hear any mention of coffeehouses though. I am glad you are both ok. Can't wait to see you back home. Keep writing!!! Ken
ReplyDeleteOh Carol, your car! Geeze. The hotel looks wonderful, I'd love to be there.
ReplyDeleteLivin' the Lavash Lifestyle.