This is the land of large and beautiful pine cones and pretty cold October weather. The day has been nippy but beautiful today. Last night, driving in the dark with a melting, boogery, smashed banana on his shirt and missing sock boy in the back seat - and a dad who'd been listening to pod casts ALL DAY LONG without a break I wasn't quite sure if we were going to survive the journey. Then, when we finally checked into our room I was even more nervous.
In the adjoining room was a very loud "party" going on. At first I thought that the music I was hearing belonged to a dirty pay per view movie but I don't think it did. Regardless, after about oh, 3.7 minutes of loud and vulgar conversation and cursing that we were pretty sure wasn't going to end just because we were tired, Ross walked down to the lobby to switch rooms. Later that night he went to the lobby again to get us some chocolate milk and the kid at the desk told us that soon after switching our room he got a call from the guests on the other side of the noisy yucky room asking to change rooms and mentioning that there was something pretty pungent of the mary jane variety both visible and nasally apparent coming through the room door.
Ah, Tahoe is apparently a party town. Good thing we came to rock!
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