We returned from our road trip last night with sore tushies (from the eight-hour drive and many hours of spectating on concrete bleachers), piles of dirty laundry and happy new memories. Some highlights: Aden and Adam playing "up" as subs on the 12 & Under "A" team against the 15 and Under "B" team; William's goal in his 12 & Under game, the kids' bus ride down with the team, and the party in the girls 12 & Under hotel room. The party featured chips, soda, ice cream bars and cheese puffs and was attended by both coaches - a safe first hotel fiesta. Rob and I shared our highlight of watching Aden and William play together, with Aden passing the ball back to her brother on offense.
A lowlight of our trip was Saturday night's adventure in sleeping with the pungent fumes of marijuana drifting through our hotel room. The reek was so bad that we called the front desk at 9:45 pm. The attendant came up and walked around the hall, called us back to tell us we were corrrect - the fumes were strong - and then did nothing about it. When Daniel woke up at 1am with a cough and streaming eyes, the bathroom area was so toxic that we could barely stand to use it despite holding our breath. Even Red Rocks during a Willie Nelson concert had nothing on us!
The next morning saw us bleary-eyed and stumbling to open windows by any means necessary, and no one was surprised when Daniel ate three plates of breakfast at the hotel buffet. Muchies, anyone?
Yet we survived, the kids grew in experience and daring, and hopefully they were all scarred enough by our evening with MJ that they hesitate to try it. Go figure that we had to travel out of state (where it's legal) to be overwhelmed by the potency of pot - the guests must have been from Colorado.
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