For the first time on this trip, we are in a rush.
Jack has a conference call in 10 minutes and we still aren't at the hotel.
It is the first time I see a flash of frustration. I get it too. He's done A LOT to make this happen.
He needs to be on the phone call.
The hotel is in an awkward spot just off the interstate. Google maps had sent us in the wrong direction.
We pull into the parking lot 3 minutes before his phone call.
I grab his credit card and go check us in while he takes his call and my mom stayss in the car.
It is pretty busy here, lots of summer travelers. They are turning people away looking for rooms. (Not me though).
The girl at the front desk is super nice and efficient. In no time, I have our keys to both rooms.
I head back to the car and let my Mom know what is happening and then I begin unloading everything.
I swipe an open bell cart and head to my room first to drop off my duffel bag.
I then head to their room. I do a quick survey to make sure everything is okay.
And for the first time on this trip, it's not.
The show is not a roll in shower. That may be my Mom's favorite thing about this trip.
It's a tub that would work if you had the upper body strength to pull yourself over to use it.
My mom's upper body strength is gone.
Right when I think we are going to be totally screwed, the phone in the room rings.
It's the super nice girl from the front desk. She wants to know if everything is okay.
I tell her it isn't. That we really need a roll in shower.
She takes a moment to look up availability of a room like that and finds one (thank you, baby jesus!).
I head back down to exchange keys with her and I bring all of their stuff to the new room.
I'm ready to grab my mom. She's been sitting in the car for a long time and now she's exhausted.
I get her out of the car and wheel her to her room.
I don't tell her what almost just happened.
Good job John!!!! She'll read about it when she sneaks a peek at the blog, lol.
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