On May 14 we had no nice free breakfast waiting for us and we weren’t keen on waiting in a huge line at the Starbucks in the casino, so we decided to hit the road.
Before we left, Dad told me that he rarely dreams or remembers his dream, but he had a dream the night before. He was driving on a freeway and a white car pulled in front of him, then suddenly turned to the left and crashed.
I called down for a bellhop and waited and waited while Dad got the truck from the far end of the parking lot to the front door. I let him know I was still waiting and Dad found a bellhop to inquire about the delay. Billy Bellagio hopped right to it, made a call, and headed my way. But. Right before good Billy arrived at the room, I farted. And it was Been on the Road Almost Two Weeks ripe. I hoped it wasn't noticeable, and Billy was sweet and got all our bags on the cart quickly. He asked what we were driving and where it was, and I told him. Then he said he'd meet me at the front because he had to "turn down the room." I was confused. And then I watched from the door as he went to the windows and ... opened the vents. OMG
Soon as we got loaded up, we headed for California.
But then, soon as we got on the freeway, the traffic came to a full stop. We took the above selfie in the traffic jam that wasn't going anywhere. Then we saw emergency vehicles flying in to our right as we started to slowly move forward. Not very far up the road, we saw a white van on its side in the middle of the freeway and another dented vehicle on the side of the road.
We believe the bellhop delay helped save us from being closer to that when it happened. We were both shook by the near miss. And then remembered Dad's dream about a white vehicle pulling in front of him on the freeway and then crashing!
We stopped by Mandi’s to deliver some donuts and gifts and then made it to Novato at about 2:30 p.m. without further incident.
I stopped to drop some things off to Jess and picked up a grocery order so I would have food, then was home around 5:00 pm.
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