Our 411-mile journey from California to Flagstaff, Arizona went well and without a hitch until… About 125-miles west of Flagstaff we came to a stand still along with hundreds of trucks and automobiles. A serious and deadly accident had occurred some miles ahead of us. An 18-wheeler and another vehicle had apparently collided and the vehicles caught fire. We waited patiently with the many others for nearly two and a half hours before being able to proceed with our journey. We finally arrived at the Flagstaff KOA at 7 p.m. after nearly 10-hours on the road!
We are now just a five-minute drive from two (well, actually 4) of the nicest people I know. The first two just happen to be our grandchildren, Ethan and Eleni. The other two just happen to be our son and his wife, Kim.
We asked Luke last night to give us a couple extra hours this morning to pull ourselves together after our long yesterday before bringing the “Welcoming Committee” to the campground. What a warm welcome it will be—I can hardly wait!
I’m sure Ethan and Eleni have grown some since their visit to Maryland last October for granddaughter Katie’s wedding. At the wedding, Katie gave her bridal party clear plastic umbrellas (just in case of rain) and Eleni took her umbrella all the way to Arizona on the airplane, But—but, somehow or another the umbrella was left on the plane. Not to worry, Grandad has carried a plastic umbrella in the cargo bin for all these 4,700 miles just for Eleni, along with a bouquet of plastic flowers from the wedding that never even made it to the airplane.
I better get moving. The Welcoming Committee will be here soon and I sure want to be ready for that moment when it comes.
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