Disney Adventure - Day 9

Travel day. Back toward the arctic chill (though, thankfully, not as cold as where my aunt lives, where it was -13 this morning).

We left warm Kissimmee at 10am and, sadly, headed north, away from the magic of Disney World. We got on I-95 and drove back through the northern part of Florida, through the eastern part of Georgia, the eastern part of South Carolina, and into North Carolina. Tonight we find ourselves in Rocky Mount, NC at a Holiday Inn -- not a Holiday Inn Express, so no expectations of extraordinary abilities in the morning this time. :-)

It was a boring, uneventful day. J-Mav talked to himself and narrated while he played games on his CyberSmile. Keeper Boy complained about doing homework, but did some this morning. I finished my Michael Phelps autobiography and, amazingly, didn't sleep at all. Hubby did all the driving, apparently playing the alphabet game in his own head. I found this out only when he got to "x" and couldn't find anything because we were apparently past all of the trucker porn stops by then. We did pass the Risque Cafe; however, there were no Xs to be found on the signage.

We stopped for lunch/potty/gas in Jacksonville, FL, then at a rest area later in the afternoon. We stopped in Fayetteville, NC for dinner. We ate at Ruby Tuesday's, but decided that we'd drive through McDonald's for dessert and get back on the road for another hour or so. We got gas and then got in the line for the drive-through at what we now know to be the world's slowest McDonald's. No joke! There were three cars in front of us. I know the one directly in front of us ordered only two sundaes. We ordered two McFlurries, a milkshake, and a plain sundae. It took us -- and I am not exagerating -- 35 minutes to get through the drive-through line! We could've stayed at Ruby Tuesday's and ordered dessert there and gotten back on the road faster!!

After we FINALLY got our ice cream, we got back on the road (and ate it in less time than it took to GET it) and drove until we got to Rocky Mount. We had been following the NHL All-Star Game on my Blackberry, with live refresh every 30 seconds. We scanned the AM radio dial at the start of the game to see if we could find it somewhere, but we didn't. When we saw the game was going into overtime, we tried again. My reasoning was that we were close to Raleigh, which at least had a hockey team, so maybe it would be broadcast. Hubby scoffed, but we did find it! We were able to keep the station long enough to hear the call as "our own" Alex Ovetchkin made the game-winning goal for the East. And we had a little party in the van while we were driving up I-95. It probably looked pretty silly to anyone who happened to be passing by at the time... Return of the Jedi was playing on the entertainment system, J-Mav and Keeper Boy were staring at the screen but listening intently to the radio. Hubby and I were watching the road, but listening intently to the radio (because the station was starting to fade). When OV scored, we all threw our hands in the air and screamed "woo hoo!" Like I said, I'm sure it looked ridiculous. Anyway, shortly after that, we found this lovely, newly-built hotel to call home for tonight.

The boys were poking and annoying each other until we stuck them in separate beds to fall asleep (we'll move J-Mav in a minute when we go to bed), Hubby is checking his email, and I am updating the blog. Hmmm... it IS just like home.