One thing I love to do is
travel. I enjoy going places outside of my normal routine and, depending on the
location, I have been known to spend months making detailed plans from what
time to leave the house to where we are going to have dinner on the last
night. I do this because it makes me
happy. For me, the time spent planning
the trip is just as fun as the trip itself.
With that said, even with all the planning, unexpected things pop up
that weren't expected. This series of
"Fun Moments in Travel" is meant to share with you, my readers, what
has happened to us on our life travels in no particular order.
Fun Moments in Travel -
Episode 1
Recently, we took a trip
to our annual family reunion and stayed at an absolutely beautiful cottage
built in the 1920s. Located next to a
state park in the woods, the setting was perfect to retreat to after going out
for day trips and attending the family reunion.
The porches (yes, plural) invited us to sit outside and enjoy our
surroundings.
The first night there, Ben
and I settled down in our bedroom and sleep came easy in the comfortable bed. In the early morning hours, I awoke with
quite a start from a solid sleep to the sound of something flying back and
forth in the room. Ben was still
asleep. I woke him up with, "Ben,
it's a bat!" "It's not a bat,"
he said wearily. "Ben, it's a
bat." He hopped out of bed, turned
on the light and exclaimed, "Oh my God!
It's a bat!"
I said, "I told you
it was a bat," then I proceeded to giggle uncontrollably while pulling the
covers over me with only my eyes peeping out when the bat flew by. Ben pulled the quilt off the bed and
attempted to capture the bat in the quilt.
I continued to giggle hysterically.
How no one else in the
house woke up while this was going on continues to be a mystery because we were
certainly not quiet while this was happening. Ben told me to leave the room so
he could work on catching the bat without my incessant giggling under the
covers. I complied and ran out the door
as the bat was flying in the opposite direction. A few minutes later, Ben walked down the
stairs with a pillowcase in hand, with a bat in it. We went to the back porch and released the
bat. Since we were both wide awake at
3:00 or 3:30 in the morning, we decided it was a perfect time for coffee.
The room we were sleeping
in had a door leading to the attic and there was a small gap at the bottom of
the door. Ben deduced that this is where
the bat came from and stuffed a towel under the door. We had no more bat shows the rest of the
stay.
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