Back from our "Funeral tour" but.....

Back from our "Funeral tour" but never again said my wife. The trip was just too long for 'old' people like us. The driving was just too long, the finding hotels was just too painful, her lack of meds too upsetting, meals too unlikeable, the trip back too weird.

First, we had to 'leave' right after funeral number two for our granddaughter's other paw-paw; he was just 49. From there it was a VERY LONG DRIVE to get to Dallas area but we could not find a hotel due to the upcoming Dallas/Giants game.

When we finally got to OK City things seemed to turn 'nice' We got to visit with family and friends and had a great time. There was a strange funeral service but still it was nice, then we had a nice meal with family and ended the day with more family time then a nice hotel stay.

We headed to Fort Worth which is where the trouble began. The hotel we had panned on was 'not right', it turned to be an old hotel reimaged to look nice but no way. It caused us hours of looking before we could find a hotel with space for us that night.

After finding a hotel in the DFW/FW area, it turned out to be really nice, so nice that we booked a second night even though it was a long way from my wife's sister.

After a really nice time with my wife's sister, a great day visiting, having lunch, and visiting with her dog, being turned down filling my wife's prescription, we were now ready to head home - we thought.

The next morning we found a nearby Catholic Church and stayed for a great service before heading back home. My wife was without her meds because Texas would not fill them even though she had a legal Louisiana prescription. So we had to wait til we ot to Louisiana to get it filled making the trip home 'looooooooooooong and stressssssssful'.

The trip home started nice with a nice lunch at the Collins Street Bakery but as we drove it just wore on my wife. As we got nearer and nearer to the Louisiana state line we got more and more on edge. Finally we had to just stop at small grocery store in DeQuincy and just get out, walk around, purchase a few small items before getting back on the road.

Finally after hours on the road avoiding the swollen Sabine River we made it home about dark. The cat was very glad to see us, the dog spent another nice at the PP boarding place before we would go pick him up tomorrow.

All in all it was a very strange "funeral tour" but my wife is now convinced that we will never do it again, She said "we will fly" from now on. No more long drives.