Bluebird
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AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I loved that Mags. Awesomesauce!
Well, my daughter made it to Nepal with no problems on her end. Her flights left on time, her checked luggage appeared when it should have and I have a photo of her with my friend, on the way to the Volunteer House. She won the airport lottery too - on the first, longest flight, she had a window seat and an empty seat next to her even though the plane was almost completely full.
Things did not fare so well with PunkRock and I though - we had SO MANY issues in Philadelphia. He dropped us off at the airport and then couldn't find his way back to say goodbye after parking, so he didn't get to hug my daughter before she left. He parked way, way, way on the opposite side of the airport, so he not only had to walk all the way over to find me, but then we had to walk all the way back together. Then, when we found the Mutter Museum, we went in a circle, trying to find parking downtown. He pulled the car over into a metered space on a one way street, so we could look up places online, and then the car wouldn't start.
Did I mentioned that it was raining non-stop when this was going on?
We decided to call AAA later in the day, after we finished our touristy stuff. So we went to pay for the metered space, and it turned out to be $5 for 2 hours. The kiosk took my money, but refused to print out a confirmation. This was an issue because we did get ticketed later. Lovely.
I had to poop like crazy, so we walked in the rain down to the nearest Dunkin Donuts, and the bathroom was in the process of being cleaned. When I finally got in, someone pounded on the door for half the time I was in there. It was some dude in a business suit. I wasn't sorry for how long I took, I was busy!
PunkRock had to wear my hoodie - thank goodness I had packed an extra, and it was black. He looked rather cute in it, actually. lol
The Mutter Museum was great. We looked around for an hour, before PunkRock had to leave to go walk back and re-up our meter. That's when he discovered the ticket. He managed to get the kiosk to print confirmation the second time, but it actually printed two - the person who had used it in front of us didn't get their paper either, apparently!
When he came back, we browsed the museum for another hour, and then stayed for another. the last hour, my feet hurt terribly and I was starving by that point. We returned to the car in a torrential downpour, with the umbrella flipping inside out regularly. Thankfully, AAA came quickly and jumped us. the guy said our battery was completely dead. That didn't make much sense because when it died, it wasn't like we had left the lights on or anything. We had just driven a distance! PunkRock is going to see what happens this morning - if it starts or not. hopefully something was just wet.
We had to drive home without shutting off the car for fear of being stranded again, so we ended up taking turns running into a rest stop with the car still running and buying overpriced Roy Rogers garbage for lunch around 3 pm.
I guess it's things like this that make the trip an adventure. I am very happy all the drama was after my daughter left. If the car hadn't started at the hotel, there would have been some serious issues!
Well, my daughter made it to Nepal with no problems on her end. Her flights left on time, her checked luggage appeared when it should have and I have a photo of her with my friend, on the way to the Volunteer House. She won the airport lottery too - on the first, longest flight, she had a window seat and an empty seat next to her even though the plane was almost completely full.
Things did not fare so well with PunkRock and I though - we had SO MANY issues in Philadelphia. He dropped us off at the airport and then couldn't find his way back to say goodbye after parking, so he didn't get to hug my daughter before she left. He parked way, way, way on the opposite side of the airport, so he not only had to walk all the way over to find me, but then we had to walk all the way back together. Then, when we found the Mutter Museum, we went in a circle, trying to find parking downtown. He pulled the car over into a metered space on a one way street, so we could look up places online, and then the car wouldn't start.
Did I mentioned that it was raining non-stop when this was going on?
We decided to call AAA later in the day, after we finished our touristy stuff. So we went to pay for the metered space, and it turned out to be $5 for 2 hours. The kiosk took my money, but refused to print out a confirmation. This was an issue because we did get ticketed later. Lovely.
I had to poop like crazy, so we walked in the rain down to the nearest Dunkin Donuts, and the bathroom was in the process of being cleaned. When I finally got in, someone pounded on the door for half the time I was in there. It was some dude in a business suit. I wasn't sorry for how long I took, I was busy!
PunkRock had to wear my hoodie - thank goodness I had packed an extra, and it was black. He looked rather cute in it, actually. lol
The Mutter Museum was great. We looked around for an hour, before PunkRock had to leave to go walk back and re-up our meter. That's when he discovered the ticket. He managed to get the kiosk to print confirmation the second time, but it actually printed two - the person who had used it in front of us didn't get their paper either, apparently!
When he came back, we browsed the museum for another hour, and then stayed for another. the last hour, my feet hurt terribly and I was starving by that point. We returned to the car in a torrential downpour, with the umbrella flipping inside out regularly. Thankfully, AAA came quickly and jumped us. the guy said our battery was completely dead. That didn't make much sense because when it died, it wasn't like we had left the lights on or anything. We had just driven a distance! PunkRock is going to see what happens this morning - if it starts or not. hopefully something was just wet.
We had to drive home without shutting off the car for fear of being stranded again, so we ended up taking turns running into a rest stop with the car still running and buying overpriced Roy Rogers garbage for lunch around 3 pm.
I guess it's things like this that make the trip an adventure. I am very happy all the drama was after my daughter left. If the car hadn't started at the hotel, there would have been some serious issues!