arrival, well, almost to the RT Adventure

RT got a speeding ticket by the Ohio Highway Patrol. We both couldn't help but laugh. Ten hours of driving and his slightly leaded foot, it just seemed inevitable -- to both of us. We pulled into the condo community and I said "I know you got the garage door opener when we left our house [in Atl], but you did remember the condo key, right?". If it wasn't so dark, I think I would have seen him blush. We had had a conversation in our driveway back home about the key. He had his "selective hearing" going on. I thought his "oh, no" response was him kidding around again. LOL. No one was more surprised than myself when I began laughing again. I realized we had to wake up someone for our extra key. I also quickly realized there are locksmiths everywhere. He was tired and was ready to lay low for the week, and in his words, "he's his own worst enemy, at times". We finally got in around 1:30 a.m. Mass at our faraway parish changed the times from their winter schedule. We got three quarters of the service in. Still laughing, we thought it was still better than nothing. RT Adventures are always fun. When we finally settled down on our home away from home, he told me he always thought RT Adventures were fun and it was a compliment. I told him they are always fun, with the perfect mix of never knowing what's going to happen. The end result is better because they are always more memorable. I'm still thinking it's so much better to deal with life with love. It makes unexpected things a lot easier.