Stuck with a Bunch of Truckers

This past week, my family and I were on vacation at Disneyland Resort. After five days of utter bliss, we set out for home yesterday.

We were trying to beat the storm moving down from the north.

...we lost the race.

Now here I am, sitting in a hotel in Corning, California. We spent the night here last night, thinking that the roads home would be clear of snow in the morning and we'd be able to get home.

Well, no such luck.


Have you ever spent a whole day at a hotel in the middle of nowhere?


You haven't? Well, I don't recommend it. 

At least I have internet connection, right? Even if it's spotty at best, it's something...

This morning I spent four hours downstairs in the breakfast area eating biscuits, drinking apple juice, and going to every social media site I'm on while listening to the football game and the truckers in the background.

It turns out that our path home AND the grapevine (the main road to LA) are both snowed out and closed. Which is ironic because out my window is a perfectly blue sky with not a single cloud... but I digress.

What else is there to do though? There's a Subway in the truck stop across the street... nah. I could always upload some pictures or videos from our trip, or watch videos here, or watch videos there, or...

Or listen to Emma and Mom have a debate on what kind of coffee is better.

Wait... now they're on to which fast food restaurant has the best soda.

ANYWAY, while we and a bunch of truckers are stuck here in Corning, ya'll are stuck back at home with an early white Christmas.

Take a picture for me. :)