My girlfriend Emily and I had saved up money for months in order to go to Universal Studios in Orlando, FL. After long days and hard work, the day had finally arrived to leave for the theme park that we both loved so much. The only downside is that it was about a 14 hour drive down to the Sunshine State from where we were, which would be quite agonizing. It being such a long trip, we decided to break the drive up into 2 days: 7-10 hours down the first day, spend the night in a hotel, and then drive the rest of the way in the morning.
We set out on our trip on Friday afternoon after we had both gotten off of work. We had her little Ford Escape loaded down with luggage, drinks and snacks; you know – all of the road trip necessities. As we started down the road, I glance at the clock on the dash of the car. 5:18pm. I attempt to do some mental math and try calculate what time we would need to pull into a hotel and what city we would be close to at that time. I figured that we could be down around the panhandle of Florida, just pasted the border of Alabama at around midnight, or maybe a little after.
We’re cruising down the highway, chugging along at around 75 MPH, trying to find the right balance of speed vs. trying not to get pulled over by a cop. The audio book my girlfriend had been listening to for the past 2 hours finally finished. Thank God – if I had to listen to that crap for one more minute, I would’ve tuck and rolled outside the damn car. I flipped the radio over to the weather to see what our forecast would look like down in Orlando. Finally after waiting for a few minutes, the periodical weather forecast came on.The weatherman said that the remanence of a tropical storm that had hit the Gulf of Mexico would be hitting most of the south-east tonight, but after that, it would be clear skies for the rest of the week. “Awesome,” I thought; while we reached our hotel, the storm would hit through the night, and maybe a last a little while in the morning, but then the weather would be great for the theme park.