We're getting more windshield time, rolling our way toward Kansas. The next few days will be filled with cleaning out Wayne's dad's apartment and tending to other related business. It will be difficult on some levels but we'll have family we seldom see to make it better.
The route is more than familiar to us at this point. We stop at the same places for gas, dine in the same cities (although we do try different restaurants) and sleep in the same hotel.
Except for last night. The usual place was full. No problem; we'll just go another 30 minutes down the road to the next city.
Like the good Boy Scout that he is, Wayne plugged the address shown on the national chain's website into the portable GPS he uses in the truck and off we went. When we got close, I fired it up and let the friendly lady inside give us her turn by turn directions.
The first clue she didn't know where she was going came when she directed us off the highway into an area void of neon and commercial development. We were only a mile from our destination but in the midst of a residential development. Ever trusting, we forged on. When she announced "you're here" in slightly more professional language, we were at the entrance to a neighbor park. A nice park but I didn't think the slide looked like a very comfortable bed. Besides, the was rain in the forecast.
While Wayne backtracked, I brought up the website on my phone. We'll just use the mapping feature there to direct us, I thought and soon it was instructing us to drive seven more miles down the highway.
It wasn't long before the happy little lady on Google Maps was telling us to get off at the next exit and showing us that the hotel would be right next to the exit ramp. Easy peasy, right? Wrong. There was a hotel there; it just wasn't the eight one.
Now we're experienced hotel-hunters so we set off on our own on search of our prey. A short distance down the road the Google lady like yielded only darkness so we reversed course. We stalked a nearby shopping area, scanning the horizon with the hopes of sighting a tall familiar sign. Nothing.
Finally, it was time for the big guns. I called for directions. We were close but couldn't see the building because it was behind a civic center which was behind the shopping center.
The girl at the desk said we weren't the first ones to have this problem and they had repeatedly asked the company to fix the errant address/mapping instructions on the website. Obviously without success.
The room was nice once we got there but we could have done without the extra adventure of finding it. It's highway time again today. Raining and a high of 59. Gotta love Kansas weather.