Mama Diaries

Monday, June 15, 2015

Breaking and Entering

Here's another story from my recent trip to Tennessee. The purpose of the trip was to see my mom for her birthday. We had rented a cabin (selected by my mom's husband) and had planned to spend time kayaking, hiking, and swimming (which we did). The place was in a secluded area - no wi-fi connections anywhere. I think the nearest store was about 40 minutes away.

As we drove down a narrow dirt and gravel road, my kids and I wondered what the heck we were getting ourselves into. Dilapidated shacks  that had to be at least seventy years old, rested at the edge of cliffs among fallen down trees. I strained my eyes trying to see the addresses.

Meanwhile, in the back seat, my daughter was complaining that she had to use the bathroom.

"Okay," I said. "Hang on. We're almost there." 

I found a few addresses and noticed they were going up in number. We had passed our destination. Somehow, I managed to turn around, and retraced our path. I couldn't see the addresses, but I took a wild guess as to which house it was. I pulled up the steep gravel driveway, hoping not to get a flat tire  or do other serious damage to my car.

"Okay, kids," I said. "You can get out now."

"Is this the place?" my daughter asked.

I shrugged. "I don't know. I didn't see an address, but I'm going to guess this is it."

We walked up some poorly made wooden steps.

"This looks like one of my really bad Minecraft houses," my son said.

"Um hmmm," I mumbled after stumbling on a step that had to be ten inches tall (after one that was four inches tall).

We got up to the front porch, which was more like a covered deck. I knocked on the sliding glass doors. Nobody was home. So I opened the doors.

"Mom!" my daughter said. "What are you doing? You don't even know if this is the right place!"

"Okay," I said. "You have a choice. Since you have to go to the bathroom, you can either find a bush, or use the bathroom here."

She chose the poorly constructed Minecraft bathroom. (The floors were slanted, so the toilet was actually tipped to the side. I kid you not!)

While she was in the bathroom, I wandered around and found my Mom's stuff. I knew we were in the right place.

So ladies and gentlemen, that's the story of me breaking and entering, and of the first class accommodations we had on our adventure to Tennessee.


  

44 comments:

  1. I hope the shack was better than it sounds! At least there wasn't an outhouse.

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  2. I have also broken and entered places. I don't remember if you saw my blog post? Let's just say, my mom is a bad influence and cars look too similar.

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    1. Haha! I hate when I try to get into a car that looks like mine but isn't!

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    1. Yep. I'm lucky I didn't land in jail for that one. ;0)

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  4. You're brave. Very brave.

    Now, where are you (well, maybe not really you)... in HERE? I may have been too subtle... You may be the only one who will notice.

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    1. That's so cool! I saw the little ball! It took me while. :)

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  5. Oh, that could've been scary. I'm glad it ended well and you were at the right place.

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    1. Me too! I wasn't so sure by the looks of the place!

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  6. Oh my goodness that place sounded awful... this is why I stay in the city... lol... I would never survive in the county... xox

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  7. Wow, sounds like a shack that could fall down at any time

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  8. There's roughing it and Roughing It. This sounds like the latter. Well, except you weren't in tents.

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  9. Oh, dear. I would not feel comfortable in such conditions. I'm persnickety.

    Love,
    Janie

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    1. I can deal with a lot. It's the bugs that bothered me!

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  10. Sounds the beginning of a trip to remember...

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  11. Sounds like a good time was had by all.

    Sherry did you read I have nominated you for The Creative Blogging award, I wrote it to you on one of your latest post?
    Yvonne.

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    1. Yes, Yvonne. I just saw it, but as a replied in my last post, I'm not able to connect with your blog. There's something wrong. Have you had anyone commenting on your blog? If not, the problem may be on your end.

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    2. Is your profile public? If not, that could be the problem.

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  12. Wow. You guys were intrepid. That sounded like some major roughing it. Glad you made it back alive!

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  13. That *does* sound like some major roughing it! Glad you're back in civilization!

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    1. It was a pretty area, but I'm glad we were only there for a few days.

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  14. That sounds like a rather awful spot

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  15. A felonious tale.

    We've rented vacation homes before and that first approach always brings on an "is this it?" feeling.

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    1. Pictures on line don't always give the full picture!

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  16. There's definitely a book in these adventures.

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    1. I'm sure I can come up with lots of book ideas from all of my adventures.

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  17. Sounds like there were many adventures to follow! I'm in Nashville...not too many cabins around here. I assume maybe you were visiting the mountains?

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    1. Yes, we were in the mountains. I believe it was about an hour or so from Nashville.

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  18. LOL! A tilted toilet? Oh my. You had quite the adventure, eh?

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  19. What a funny story. Thanks for making me laugh, :-)

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  20. I trust you still had fun together. Some of our best times were in a camp house that didn't have a bathroom (one hole outhouse and a washtub on a small back porch). The people, the location and the activities made it special.
    I Saw it on Facebook @ Life & Faith in Caneyhead.

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    1. We had fun kayaking and swimming. The area was really pretty.

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  21. Another one of my great adventures.

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