So our day started, we
had made our decisions, we would buy the TT we had seen in BatesRV and then set
out into the wilds of Florida. We
set out with nervous excitement and drove south. We wanted to check out the TT
once more and then drive the price of it down to more comfortable level.
The weather was warm once again, we were taken by buggy to the TT, everything checked out as we had remembered it.
As we set out for the dealer’s office the cell phone rang, our niece Sarah was phoning to say that our daughter Helen was in hospital in Colorado. ................
(She had been taken to ER ..... she is now OK) In an instant everything had changed.
We returned the villa, spent 3 hours trying to book a flight and a hire car, made decisions about what we could carry and what would have to stay.
Next morning we were on our way, return the car, get the plane, arrive in Denver, pick up a new car and by 7.00 in the evening we were 1800 miles away, sat at 9,600 ft, in Helen’s flat, surrounded by the snow covered peaks of the Rockies.
We had no cold weather clothes; fortunately it was quite warm (in the 40’s F). But we were not going to stop there, we were bound for Carl and Sarah’s house, set another 1000 feet up amongst those snow covered peaks.
Ok, so the script had changed a little, we would now spend time in some of America’s most spectacular scenery, with some of our family. The TT and truck would wait.
The weather was warm once again, we were taken by buggy to the TT, everything checked out as we had remembered it.
As we set out for the dealer’s office the cell phone rang, our niece Sarah was phoning to say that our daughter Helen was in hospital in Colorado. ................
(She had been taken to ER ..... she is now OK) In an instant everything had changed.
We returned the villa, spent 3 hours trying to book a flight and a hire car, made decisions about what we could carry and what would have to stay.
Next morning we were on our way, return the car, get the plane, arrive in Denver, pick up a new car and by 7.00 in the evening we were 1800 miles away, sat at 9,600 ft, in Helen’s flat, surrounded by the snow covered peaks of the Rockies.
We had no cold weather clothes; fortunately it was quite warm (in the 40’s F). But we were not going to stop there, we were bound for Carl and Sarah’s house, set another 1000 feet up amongst those snow covered peaks.
Ok, so the script had changed a little, we would now spend time in some of America’s most spectacular scenery, with some of our family. The TT and truck would wait.
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