The wedding travel.

Traveling from Roanoke to Texas makes for a looong day. Especially when doing it with young ones. If traveling by plane, there's always a connecting flight – nothing flies direct to Texas from here. :-( Boo.

This trip, we flew through Chicago with a 45 minute connection. That's tight, even without kids. Leaving Roanoke, we had a delay, which put us in Chicago late, which...you guessed it...means we missed our connection to Dallas. Fun times.

Booked it to guest services. Waited in line to try to get on another flight. Prayed to get on one that was going straight to DFW and not to DFW via Houston which is what the confirmed flight showed on the automatically updated itinerary from the airline. Praise God that He answered our prayers for a direct flight - yay! Raced to eat lunch. Raced back to the gate. Noticed there was a delay for that flight. Finally boarded and got to Dallas safe and sound. Woohoo!

Now for the rental car. In Jerry's work travels to Dallas, he's learned that it is significantly cheaper to rent through Hertz at the airport Marriott that sits just off of the airport premises. And the pick-up/drop-off has been more convenient at that location for him, too, saving a little bit of time. Winner, winner chicken dinner! I'm all about shaving off some time and some dough!

With all of our delays getting in, we got to the hotel to pick up the car just after the rental car desk had closed. But not to worry, they had our keys all ready to go. For the only. car. left. on their lot that day:

That's right. What you're seeing is a TWO DOOR Camero – "Jessica Rabbit" as my friend named her. We have FOUR people who needed to squeeze into this thing. Plus luggage for a week and one umbrella stroller!! OH. MY. GOODNESS!

This is what I wanted to do when I saw that car...

But like so many things in life, sometimes you just have to grin and bear it...

...and count your blessings that you're safe and sound back in the great state of Texas! =)

Oh, and if you're wondering, Jerry did manage to get every bit of our stuff crammed – and I do mean crammed – into that car without even one square inch to spare. We managed for a day and a half before trading it in for something a little...roomier. Ah, the adventures.