We weren't sure if this vacation was going to work out. One week before we were supposed to leave, our car stopped running. Then two days before the trip Joey sprained her ankle. Within two hours of leaving home for the vacation, David puked all over the car and TJ.
Thankfully, our trusty mechanics fixed the car, and Joey's ankle healed pretty fast. By the time we got to our first big walking destination, Joey was walking without a limp. We were able to clean up the puke, and David never showed another sign of car-sickness. Tender mercies from above, I'm certain.
We left the house when Erick got home from work on Friday and drove to our good friends' house in Landstuhl. The Laytons spoiled us and gave us a warm place to sleep. They even let us use their washer and dryer to clean up our puked-on clothes. We miss that family so much from our days in Georgia.
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