This begins our next adventure, and its starting out spectacularly... Well, sort of. Here's the good. We managed to leave Wyoming at 2 pm. So much for the 8am departure. We packed EVERYTHING we owned plus the three legged wonder dog into two cars and started driving. We made it all the way to Salt Lake. We may have then bottomed out the scooter trailer on Larry's driveway, but no worries--- the scooter is just fine. Then, Larry made us Tortilla Soup. It was about the most delicious meal ever. We had a warm bed (made much colder thanks to ill advisedly leaving the window open for the dog) and a hot shower in the morning. Plus, she made us pancakes with chokecherry syrup for breakfast. Score! And Bear got to run around in the backyard with Larry's two puppies. So at the crack of 10am, we left Salt Lake for Reno. Nevada is a state that needs a cloud and a tree more than any I have ever been to. It was 8 hours of sagebrush and mountains that needed rain. Lots of rain. The scooter stayed on the back of the CRV without incident and Bear somehow managed to contort into a position of comfort, eventually. Then we got to Reno. We did score a free hotel room at the Holiday Inn thanks to my parents value point card thingy. There was no continental breakfast, but we did get free passes to something in the casino downstairs. The best part about this particular hotel was the complete lack of a rear or side entrance. What did that mean for us? Walking though the lobby with the three legged dog and a rather cumbersome mountain bike that surely would have otherwise been stolen. Downtown Reno isn't the safest ciy in the world. And because of that, we then, after not making eye contact with anyone in the hotel for fear they would kick out either the dog, or the bike, went to Lowes to purchase a large chain cable and an even larger lock. After riding to dinner with 70 pounds of hair on my lap, we secured the scooter with said chain and lock. Dinner was delightful. We ate at the Wild River Grill on the Truckee River. The food and atmosphere were both great. Even better, though, were the outdoor heaters. And the fact that because of the outdoor heaters, we were the only ones outside, and our waitress sort of forgot about us. Insert free beer. She bought us each a beer for forgetting us. At $5 a pint, it was a pretty good deal. And to continue with the freebies... We enjoyed a relaxing morning of Sports Center in our freee hotel room (thanks dad!). Then we travelled on down the road to Starbucks, because apparently Reno had no bagel shops. I clipped Bear to an outside table. Genius. This delightful lady named Mary came by and, as do most people, felt really bad for Bear, the three leg thing and all. So, for adopting this gem, she offered to buy our coffee. Both being unemployed, there was really only a slight argument. What she didn't realize, however, is that Bear is about the most spoiled animal on the planet and certainly doesn't drink coffee. And, yes, that is the first time I have used my crippled dog for a meal. I knew he would pay off... So then, we get to Gardnerville (which for the purposes of this blog and all other correspondence will from this point be G-Ville) and find out that the townhouse we were supposed to move into today won't be ready until the 15th of October... Waaaaaa-waaaaaaa. So now we've got 2 cars LOADED to the ground with stuff, and no place to live. To the storage unit. We somehow managed to get everything from 3 people into a 5X10 unit. A-mazing. It's not going to be pretty when it gets unloaded. To maximize vertical space, we may have thrown some things. Maybe. So now that's figured out. I'm going to Santa Rosa tomorrow. I'm homeless there too. It's more expensive. Sweet. I'm taking Aimee with. She has no job. That was a new addition to the mix this morning. She's negotiating that point. So for now, to Santa Rosa where the only place we have to live doesn't take dogs. Damn the man! Hopefully, upon Aimee's return, her boss will have gotten lots of jobs and pass them on to her favorite Park Ranger. But ski passes are bought and Don taught me how to shoot a gun, so let the adventures begin! (Sorry Clay...)
Pics are as follows...
-Cars are loaded at the Highlands. Bear had no idea what he is excited about.
-So we can't even tell you whether this was in Nevada or Utah. That's how interesting it was.
-Bear's happy place.
-The biggest little city in the world. Cool.
-The sideways storage unit. Done and done. And don't know how to rotate pics yet.
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