|Top to Bottom, Left to Right: Jennifer, Baron, that lady we picked up hitchhiking outside the GA State Penitentiary, Evan, Gabe|
Anyways, it was late so we got checked into our hotel
|They had 12 cabins, 12 vacancies.|
Unfortunately it didn't.
At 2 AM I got to relearn why you don't give the dog another bowl of water before going to bed.
Then, after a night of Gabe's never ending stream of crying (he must've figured out we were in Florida), I got to get up at 6 AM to enjoy our hotel's free breakfast.
|Let's just say it left something to be desired. The knife in the head was a mercy killing.|
So I got to drive Jennifer's new car that I bought to the DMV
I go inside and wait my turn. Sense it is both a DMV and a Tax Collector, I imagine people avoid it like the plague and so I actually don't have to wait too long. Unfortunately I am promptly told that my trip was all for naught, because the delearship put both Jennifer and I on the title, even though I was the only one on the financing. SO I get the joy of driving back to the hotel, picking up Jennifer and Gabe and returning to the DMV. Exciting.
Once I pick up Jennifer, it is determined that we require lunch because we are hungry. Or rather I am hungry and could do lunch before or after the DMV. Jennifer on the other hand...
|Ravenous is probably a better word.|
Then we spent the rest of the day finding out a whole bunch of the listings we had been looking at were already gone and having to do our research all over again.
Wish us better luck tomorrow.