First full day of really driving, and drive we did. We sailed down to the border at
Cranbrook, and waited in a line to what seemed took forever. They were checking everyone’s
trunk/camper/everything. Tim was
first up……or lord what could possibly happen. At one point he pointed at me, and I was thinking to myself,
what has he said? I can’t get out
of the car to save him. After
about 1 min, he drove away – wait what?
No search??? My turn – this
really big mean guy just reached out his hand for my passport, and said, Why does he have such a nice car, and
you have this??? What? Really? Did
he just say that? Next question.
Do you guys race? No, I
said, he has a 427 and I clearly have gerbils in my car. Yeah, I guess, he said. Gave me back my passport, and said
enjoy. God Bless America.
We continued on to Sandpoint, and stopped for lunch. At this point Tim said his GPS was not
working. Really? Your car is
new? It turns out that he just did
not know how to turn it on.
Gwendolyn the GPS was up and running. She gave us three routes to Baker City. Main interstate, “Shortest”, and some
other random one. I picked “shortest”,
and let me tell you in was not the “shortest”, but so scenic. We could not have asked for a better
driving route. Though it added 2
hours to our already 9 hours of driving. It was worth every minute. (which I
can say now, but I was pretty cranky for the last 45 mins. – again separate
cars awesome for times like these)
One of the best things was driving through the Canola field, the smell
was just glorious, the sun was shining, and Tim and I were the only ones on the
road, top down, and just flying.
AWESOME
We pulled into Baker City, OR and our first hope was our
cars would be there in the morning when we woke up, or not up on blocks. We were trying to come up with a
plan. Well, lady karma is our
friend. We pull up to our hotel,
and see 10 really nice cars in the parking lot, corvettes, Porsche, Shelby
Mustang. WTF what is going
on? Well it turns out there is a
car show this weekend! We just
pulled in next to all the other cars, and just smiled.
It was a spectacular day, the only bad thing was Tim made me
wash my car at 9:00 at night to get the “bugs” off. Really? Last
time I checked, we have 14 more hours of driving. Nope you have to get them
off, so they don’t bake on. It’s
official, he is now a full fledged McSweeny. My dad has trained him well…….