All good things come to an end and so does our vacation. As much fun as we had, I believe the kids were ready to come home. One last breakfast at the Islands Restaurant and one last look out the window of our room before the arrival of bellhop David, was one of melancholy and relief. As we get on the road, Indy borrows my DS Lite to play his pokemon game. In a little more than two hours we well be transferring him to his other grandparents where he will spend a month. Then we will get him back for a week or so.
One last note: After the transfer, and once we got on I-10, we noticed a pretty bad vibration in the truck. Hoping we could make it to the next exit was a false one. The tread completely sheared off the tire. It was bizarre. But I was amazed at how inconsiderate and rude people were, especially the drivers of 18-wheelers. I had always thought better of them. Not one car moved over to the left hand lane while Pan was trying to replace the tire with the spare. NOT ONE. That is until a state trooper stopped and even then there was one woman who just sped on by. Hats off to our state troopers and an especially big thank you to the one who stopped for us.
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