My bestie and I were spending time together for many weeks when she decided to take me house to meet her parents.
It was right around the Christmas season and both of us decided to drive 4 minutes to spend the holidays with her Dad.
We reserved a hotel room for the 3-day stay, but my bestie’s Dad simply insisted that both of us stay there. I did not suppose how I would honestly prefer the 2 of them, and I sure did not suppose if they would prefer me the same way. I was a little distraught about staying in their home. They did their very best to make my bestie and I entirely comfortable. They bought up-to-date sheets for the bed and a up-to-date comforter for the bed and they even had the carpets professionally cleaned before both of us came to visit. I had a superb time with everyone while both of us were there and I thought my bestie’s parents were amazing. On the way house from the distant destination, my bestie’s automobile broke down and both of us had to find emergency lodge. We were in the middle of nowhere. The only hotel available seemed run down and entirely old. The sheets on the bed had stains and the TV only had 3 available channels. At least the heating system worked well. It was about 25 degrees that particular night and the forecast was snow. We did not get any accumulation, but it was just as chilly outdoors as the weatherman said it would be. We were fortunate to have the heating system available and blowing boiling air all night long. In the day, both of us found a mechanic to easily repair the radiator leak and both of us continued our journey home.