The Cole Mined
Conversations I have with myself as I travel about.
The travel report
So this last summer, my then fiancé Brenna and I took her three kids and my two boys on a pre wedding vacation. Wanting to spend time blending the family at the beach in a low key, low stress place, we chose an Airbnb in Galveston Tx and headed out. All went well in making the 12 plus hour trip down other then some colorful language I used in heavy traffic . The first day at the beach went great. Brenna and the three littles as we call them age 1`3,12 and 11 had never seen the ocean so it was pretty great. My boys, the older boys age 21 and 19 had a great time as well. Everything was great until that evening as we settled into our house, a cock roach family reunion kicked off festivities in our kitchen. The boys and I were annoyed and Brenna and her daughter were horrified, appalled and throughly offended. After defusing the situation, contacting the owners cleaning, spraying and all that jazz we went to bed. Then the roaches called their friends and the party really got started. So while everyone slept I made new arrangements at a hotel.
Two days later while enjoying breakfast in a roach free environment, I watched as other hotel guests came down for breakfast and filed through. So as I often do, I started my commentary in my head to amuse myself. When Brenna asked what was so funny, I filled her in with my hilarious observations. Now while she had a few eye rolls and reprimands for language; overall she was entertained and told me to post that on Facebook. So I did and the rest is history. But actually a few people thought it was funny so I did some more and then someone said write a book. But I don’t know about character development and that sort of thing and plot lines and twists. So I will share my limited skills and insight right here on the Cole Mined. Following is the first travel report, I hope you enjoy.
People you see at the hotel breakfast.
- The screamer kid. He has been up since 5:30 eating Cheetos and Mountain Dew. He is still screaming. No one likes this kid.
- The traffic jam lady. No one is allowed around her until her toast is done. She is confused from the waffle line rules, but she won’t listen. Her husband just dropped a danish on the floor and put it back.
- The critic/organizer. This one monitors the line flow and informs the hotel staff of any items that are getting low or not up to standards. Sorry lady there is no almond milk at the Best Western
- The Waffle lady. She is making waffles for each of her 7 kids and or kid sports team. She is focused. She is determined. She has a schedule. Approach with caution.
- Angry teen. Face buried in phone. Doesn’t like waffles. Liked waffles yesterday. Doesn’t like anything except sleeping. This one will steal anyones phone charger.
- Guy eating 4 half eaten waffles. Self explanatory. When he snaps after 4 days, everyone acts shocked.
- Waffle stealing kid. This kid wanders down to breakfast alone and tries to take the next waffle. Scolded away by waffle lady. This kid grows up into toast stealing old grumpy dude.Grumpy old toast stealer is fed up with people because he has had to eat half eaten waffles for years.
Good thing I like half eaten waffles.
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