Americas Best Value Inn Fort Jackson
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... to update, a truck inspection to do, WD-40 to buy, oil to check.... Pet peeve: restrooms with no paper towels Why? Well..... #1: the blowers don't dry your hands #2: you (and everyone else) have to touch everything on the way out #3: if you need to wash your face you have to dry it on your dress #4: the blowers are loud One more thing. I can't figure out why automatic flush toilets always flush while I'm still sitting on ...
... spend some time with Brother David as he rehabs from another broken leg, see and love on my special friend, Saundra and see how I can help neighbors, Jody, Sharon, Richard and Mary as they deal with surgeries. We look forward to being back with our church family and reconnecting there. Lastly, thanks to everyone who has read my blog. I hope it was not burdensome and that you have experienced some of our Great Alaskan Adventure with us. Good bye and God ...
... and to our 6th state on this trip. Each university we go to is different. Sometimes we have to drive around for a while before we can find a place to take our picture. This was not the case at USC. We drove straight to the stadium. The parking lot was across the street. We set up our tripod, took some pictures and we were on our way.
Ben and I, along with our Tennessee friends, Henry and Tricia McKinnon, have been preparing for this adventure to Alaska for a year and the time is finally here. We fly out to Minneapolis on Wednesday to spend a few days with cousins Cindy and Earl Grothman and then on to Forrest City, Iowa and the Winnebago factory on Saturday. We will begin our adventure on ...
... up and the taxi driver inside there started saying how lucky we are that god sent him to us so that he could take us and all our bags to uni. We had been told by numerous people that we were in the buckle of the bible belt of America but didn't really know what they meant. Now we knew.
We told him the address the international office had given us. Unloaded our stuff. Dragged it inside. It's the wrong address. So we had to walk the rest of ...