“Seems as though the roads blocked. We’re gonna have to find another route, can you look at the map hunny,” he said motioning to his wife. Miche...le sighed, the journey was going to take a little longer.30 minutes later and they were banging down a country road, the campervan lurched with every pot hole. “I feel sick!” Amy whimpered.“Stop looking at Craig then,” Michelle whispered to her, they both started to giggle. BANG! The biggest pot hole so far made the caravan rattle horribly, “AARGH!”,. We arrived Xmas day and checked in to our hotel around 3pm.We were both tired after the trip so decided to have a nap a get some dinner in our hotel that evening. Before we went to eat I wanted to get some info on sightseeing so went to see the concierge, that was the first time we spoke to Chris a 6ft2 tall black man. He was very friendly and helpfull however the entire time while I was speaking with him he didn't look at me yet was looking my wife up and down.I should explain my wife is a. "I had just had enough of that place Son and came home early" , "Whythe hell are you home so early today?" "We had just a 1/2 day Dad , I told you , you don't remember anything Itell you Dad." "Billy I am sorry , don't get like that with me , please." I get up and grab two beers and a fresh pack of smokes and return tothe kitchen table. I give him a beer and toss him a pack of smokes. "Why are you so upset Bill?" "I just wanted to be here alone and relax is all Dad" I get. I could not stop myself from smiling like a Cheshire cat as I excitedly thought upon dining out with Michelle. I nearly locked the door without retrieving my keys, I was that caught up in my thoughts. “That was close.” I chastised myself silently as I turned to go. “Hello stranger!” came a familiar female voice as I made my way along my front veranda toward the side path which would have seen me hop the small dividing concrete fence, through Michelle’s carport, and on to her front door. I was.