Half the Fun is Getting There

With the Diamondbacks out of town for a six game road trip and a couple of days off, Trina and the girls decided they needed a vacation before going back to school. This coupled with the fact that Trina’s father has been in poor health lately made the decision to go quite easy. So to paraphrase the Beverly Hillbillies theme song, we loaded up the truck and went to Idaho, falls that is. It is a sixteen hour drive from Phoenix to Idaho Falls. Most of the time you are driving deserted roads that have not been cared for in several years. It is by far the best to travel these areas at night since there is not much to see. Instead though, we started out at eight in the morning (even though I wanted to get going no later than 5:30). For the remainder of the day we played a game. I drove as fast as I could for as long as I could before one of the children yelled “I’ve got to go potty!” At that point we would scramble around looking for a rest area. This game went pretty well until we reached Salt Lake City.

When Salt Lake was awarded the 2002 Winter Olympic Games, I was very excited. After all, how often do you have a chance to go to the Olympics this close. I have my name in to buy tickets as soon as they are available and am looking forward to seeing athletes from around the world compete for a gold medal. What I did not anticipate was what went into preparing for the Olympics. As we reached Salt Lake City, we found that all freeways were closed throughout the area as they were under construction to prepare for 2002. We were led from detour to detour trying to make our way through the city. It usually takes 15-20 minutes to traverse Salt Lake. Tonight, we were strangled in traffic congestion for 2 hours before finally escaping to continue our journey. By the time we finally reached Idaho it was nearly 4:00 AM and I was exhausted. I keep having to remind myself that vacations are supposed to be fun.

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