Day 1 of our trip to California was sort of a bust.
We had planned to leave very early Monday morning,
but the forecast was for snow on Sunday,
and then freezing temperatures. We didn't want to
battle icy roads early Monday, or have to wait for
the roads to melt off, so we made a last minute
decision and left Sunday after church. Our goal
was to drive straight through to California,
but 1 1/2 hours out, we came to a stop.
After two hours we moved a little.
Over the 3rd hour, we moved three miles.
Finally, we made it up to 15 mph, and eventually
arrived in Beaver, along with hundreds of other travelers.
The northbound freeway had been closed, so cars
lined the roads as people waited to get moving.
Many people who were going south, like us,
stopped for bathroom breaks, food, or rest.
We eventually found a gas station that wasn't
overrun and let everybody out for a few minutes.
After a quick dinner, we were on the road again.
However, it was still slow going, and by the time we made
it to St. George we decided to stop for the night.
Once we got inside the hotel room, our drowsy children
were pumped full of excitement. I really hope that the
walls in that place protected our neighbors from
the squeals of excitement coming from the kids.
At some point everyone fell asleep, (although some of us
kept getting woken up by little feet in our backs),
grateful to be safe and warm in the hotel.
in New York. Yikes. 3 hours was awful. I can't imagine 12+.)