Candlewood Suites Columbia-Ft. 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 ...
... Counting all modes of transportation (cars, big and little planes, train, motor home, buses, and ship---see pics) we covered a total of 10,295 miles. Our legs feel like you could double that if walking is thrown into the mix. Impressive for us but still relatively meager when compared to our son Brian who reminded us that during our 43 day adventure he traveled through 14 airports from SC to Italy to Netherlands to SC to Florida to SC to ...
... 894">we drove in the parking lot I noticed the lights turned off. They had lost power because of the
storm! They couldn’t check us in of course. Man, did I speak too soon. We noticed that the entire area was without power so we decided rather than wait around, we would just head down the road until we came to the first decent hotel (that had power) and that’s what we did.
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 ...