your hotel room is this. somehow, our room ended up destroyed. i blame the baby. but yes, this was our room. notice there is no bathroom or shower in it. there was also no elevator so we had to walk up 4 flights of stairs every day. i will also mention that the walls were so thin that you could hear our child scream on ALL four floors. that was lovely. that's what we get for spending $40.00 a night instead of $100.
or when you buy a cargo carrier for more room in the car and because your car doesn't have racks, you have to strap it through your car. and listen to the flaps flap on the car. for eight hours. and then four more. and then stick a tiedye burp rag under the flap so that it doesn't make noise. yes, it looks ghetto.
you go out to eat every night in san francisco and get to the point where you share an appetizer platter to save money. and then get very angry when they charge you an extra $6.00 for a side salad. that just seems a little expensive in our opinion.
you watch the commericals on tv for black friday and wish you had money to spend.
however, someday we will look back at these stories and think that it was the best time of our lives....someday.
this was the one time he was happy in the hotel. seriously. he hated it.
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