It all began at the Sprint store on that fateful First Friday of Spring Break 2016 (!)…My senior economics student Muhammad, “my associate,” helped me revolutionize my existence.
I made a trip to Stamford, Connecticut to no avail. I was not allowed to rent a car with my debit card. My life was in a spiral. But wait! The good folks of Hertz in White Plains, New York rushed to my aid.
I hitched a ride with a Hertz driver delivering car seats. Between Stamford and White Plains, the driver told me his life story. I talked my way into getting this nice Kia, even though my license was expiring the following day.
Charlie explores our Hampton Inn hotel room in Fairmont. Meanwhile…
Charlie really did not want his first ever hotel stay to end.
But, alas, we pushed on south into the bluegrass of Kentucky.
Time capsule: The only Kroger I know of that still has a fully intact health food section.
Just a couple hours left…
“Hey Moms, hey Pops!”