On the Road Again - Part 1 of 2

Good morning,

I'm on the road again, this time heading for Port Canaveral.  These images are of the first day driving from Cincinnati to Atlanta. 

I'm behind the wheel this time so the images are straight ahead unlike the last trip to Atlanta when My Honey was driving and I could take pictures in all directions.  ;)

This time My Honey had gone ahead six days before by plane while I stayed behind to take care of some family business and pack things that we could only bring by car.

I arrived in Atlanta and had made my reservation at the Hampton Inn in Stockbridge on the South side of town.  I planned that so I could get up and go early in the morning without having to go through the city traffic.  I had been on the road for nine hours and was ready for a good night's sleep before an even longer drive the next day.

There was the usual slow Atlanta traffic and a couple of accidents to make it even slower. 

I got to the hotel, logged on, checked out my blog, read through blogger-friend's sites, and got ready for bed.  Then it happened....

Before I go any further, I just want everyone to know I love kids.  I really LOVE kids.  I had three of my own who are now grown and now have six grand kids.  I love them, but I also expect them to behave.  I don't know about any other times, but when they are with me, they behave.

...and now, back to my story:

The American Little League had 20 rooms in the hotel.  According to their t-shirts, they were all from Georgia.  Great kids, but WILD.  The sad part about the whole thing was they were so out of control and their parents didn't seem to care. 

I rarely complain, but I did this time.  I called the desk and asked that the people in the room above mine be asked to stop screaming, running, and jumping over my head.  I didn't even mention the ones running up and down the hall outside my room.  I figured they would go into a room above or below someone else who would call. 

The man at the desk was very nice and immediately said he would be happy to call them.  He offered to move me to another room.  No, thank you.  It was 8 PM, I had had my shower and was ready to settle down and go to sleep so I could get up early.  Anyway, I'm not the one causing the problem.  Why should I move?

He called upstairs.  Then he called me back and told me he had called them and asked them to be quiet. I thanked him.  It got a little more quiet for at least five minutes. 

I planned to be up about 6AM and out at 7AM, but that wasn't going to happen.  The kids were still wild at 11PM, then they calmed down just long enough for me to start to fall asleep before someone would scream and jump again.

I have a suggestion for Hampton Inns:  put the kids in their own wing of the hotel, not on their own floor where they will bother people above and below them.  I have a suggestion for the American Little League:  rent a camp site.

Tune in tomorrow to find out how very lucky I got the next night!  *chuckles* 

You won't believe it....

Lois

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