OK here's the story about Mary and Joseph:
In our effort to go and visit our #1 son Harrison, who as you know, lives in St. Paul Minnesota, we hit a bit of a snag between Milwaukee and St. Paul.
Why do I start out with Mary and Joseph? Well folks that's who we felt like after trying to find a room as we were traveling along Highway 90/94. We could not buy a room, I mean actually buy a room. There were no rooms at the inn, at anybody's inn actually!
After leaving Milwaukee around 5 o'clock on Saturday, we decided that we would travel until about 8 o'clock and then get a room. Our first stop was Wisconsin Dells,
which I thought would be a cool place to stop.
Big mistake! Wisconsin Dells is a resort town,
a really gaudy resort town, but still a resort town. Everybody and their mother and mother-in-law and stepchild were in Wisconsin Dells! It was like a bad movie, restaurants at every turn, boats and RVs and kids everywhere!
Some of the hotels had huge replicas of the coliseum in the Trojan horse and bears etc.
Every hotel that we stopped at was booked. We spent an hour there mostly due to traffic and also because we kept getting no's on the rooms.
This continued at every exit that we took.
No room at the inn- we felt like Mary and Joseph!
We finally arrived in St. Paul – at 2:30 in the morning. The hotel Harrison had recommended was also full! So we called Harrison, and said can we just sleep on the floor? He graciously came down and found us, carried my heavy bag (I normally never pack that much), took us to their apartment and we crashed on the bed.
Poor dad was half out of his mind, but he was a good sport and had a great attitude. Fortunately we didn't kill each other in the process.
So we got a taste, a little taste of what Mary and Joseph experienced many years ago!
