Yesterday, we had a 9 hour flight, with a 1.5 hour delay before we took off waiting on the tarmac (a passenger snuck something on board, then freaked out and threatened a stewardess. He was escorted off). Today, I picked my truck up from the port (it was shipped over on a boat) and got totally lost trying to get back to the hotel where DH and the dogs were waiting. I had my gps, but like a dumbass I forgot to get the hotel's address. And I do not know Baltimore at all. I found a diner with a phone book, but there was 5 hotels there all under my chains name. The waitress directed me to one, and ended up sending me 45 mins in the wrong direction. The only good thing was, when I got to that branch, they were able to give me the correct address. Six hours of driving (7 if you count when I was lost lol) and I am so glad to be sitting in my hotel room. I am doing NOTHING tonight, and ordering pizza. I cant wait to have American pizza!!!!
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