Sunday morning, I managed to see James off to work for his last shift at Henderson, get myself together, drop the little girls off at Nana's and Pa's, and get on the road all by 7:45 AM. With little to no traffic on a Sunday morning I cruised on through Western Kentucky, Missouri, Arkansas, and arrived in Texarkana around 4 PM. Of course, that was entirely too early to stop for the night, so I decided to motor on. I drove down US-59 through several small towns and ended up going all of the way to Houston.
I stopped at 9 PM at the Fairfield Inn in Humble to see about a room for the night. There were literally 7 or 8 cars in the lot and a handful of lights on in the hotel. When I got into the lobby the night manager told me they were full for the night and booked for the week. "Ummm....okay," I believe was my response. I ended up at the Marriott at Intercontinental Airport a.k.a. Bush. After a bit of haggling with the lady at the registration desk, I was able to talk her down to a resonable price from the initial $259 she quoted me. (I was tired at this point, but not desparate or crazy enough to pay that.) I think the part where I told her she needed to find me a room somewhere else since the Fairfield was supposedly booked help my cause a bit. Oh, and telling her I just drove all the way from Indiana may have helped the pity points too.
All in all, the drive to Texas was good. It's really an easy drive; 70 MPH most of the way on a minimum of 4-lane highways. The worst part is the total distance. From our house in Newburgh to the apartment in Houston, Mapquest quoted 899 miles from door to door. They show a time of 14 hours and 21 minutes. I arrived in Humble (30 miles shy of that) in 13 hrs and 15 minutes. Not too bad.
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