What's a good road trip...

Without a FLAT TIRE. Yes that's right, Pops and I are stranded in Corning, CA. After checking into the hotel for the night and freshening up, we headed off to find dinner. We were following the directions Juan Pablo (that would be our GPS...we like to name them in our family) was giving us and were about a mile from the hotel when Dad said "I don't think the road is THAT rough" (although they are doing a ton of construction around here), he pulled over and sure enough, the rear passenger-side tire was flat. Since we were on this dark country road, Dad drove back to the hotel (with me cringing the entire way). Since there wasn't likely to be a tire place still open, we decided deal with this in the morning. However, because the spare is buried in the back under all of our stuff, AND we have the bikes on the car...it looks like a flat bed truck to the nearest tire shop could be in order! Never a dull moment around here. Don't worry though, as upset as Dad was he was still thinking about his little girl (and the fact that she was hungry BEFORE we even got to the hotel) and took me across the street to McDonald's. Ok let's be honest, he was actually thinking about himself because he knows how I turn into Bitchy Bartle when I'm hungry:) Not exactly the dinner we had in mind (Dad REALLY could use a cocktail now!) but who am I to complain. At this point I was so hungry I plowed through an order of fries faster than Mom at the county fair! We went real classy style and ate the car in the parking lot of the hotel while waiting for AAA (before deciding we should just wait until morning). Ahhh it's not funny but really it kind of is...now fingers crossed we get this situation squared away tomorrow and don't lose too much time...we have much more to see and do!