A funny detail from the trip back. We called a bunch of bed and breakfasts in Grants Pass rather late at night. The only one that was in business had a super nice proprietor who answered our questions and was very excited to have some business. She asked if we were okay with pets and we were excited back at the thought maybe we get to sleep in a B&B with some cats!
So we were going "Oh! Yes! Pets! We love 'em!" and she went "Oh good, because I have really.. A LOT."
Something about the way she said it made me go "Um... like .... what kind of pets do you mean?"
"Oh.. just everything. Like, I have chickens."
"Well! Chickens! Um but not in the house of course."
*pause*
"I am actually, massively allergic to chickens."
"Well, yes. Some chickens. Chicks. In the house. Just got them today, they're babies. They're um, in my bathroom. "
Deal off!
Alas, and if I weren't deadly allergic to chickens I would have liked to have seen the baby chicks and woken up to gentle peeping and a view of the Rogue River.
There is a whole Saga of our hotel-finding that night but I will skip to the part where my tire went flat overnight and I twittered it and CityMama saw my twitter and within like 15 minutes her awesome super nice brother showed up at my car! With an electric tire pump! And he pumped up the flat tire and led me to the local tire shop where they FIXED MY TIRE FOR FREE.
So we were going "Oh! Yes! Pets! We love 'em!" and she went "Oh good, because I have really.. A LOT."
Something about the way she said it made me go "Um... like .... what kind of pets do you mean?"
"Oh.. just everything. Like, I have chickens."
"Well! Chickens! Um but not in the house of course."
*pause*
"I am actually, massively allergic to chickens."
"Well, yes. Some chickens. Chicks. In the house. Just got them today, they're babies. They're um, in my bathroom. "
Deal off!
Alas, and if I weren't deadly allergic to chickens I would have liked to have seen the baby chicks and woken up to gentle peeping and a view of the Rogue River.
There is a whole Saga of our hotel-finding that night but I will skip to the part where my tire went flat overnight and I twittered it and CityMama saw my twitter and within like 15 minutes her awesome super nice brother showed up at my car! With an electric tire pump! And he pumped up the flat tire and led me to the local tire shop where they FIXED MY TIRE FOR FREE.
Dude. Chickens? Eff that.
Hooray for brothers!
Posted by: Stefania/CityMama | April 29, 2008 at 01:59 PM
Lucky you! Our car broke down in Grant's Pass late on Saturday afternoon a few years back, and we had to spend most of the weekend there while we waited for some surly redneck mechanics to deign to touch it (which they almost refused to do, seeing as it was "furren" (a camry)).
Grant's Pass trivia: All liquor stores are closed by 6pm on Saturday, and not open at all on Sundays. The only alcohol available to stranded Californians was pink fizzy wine coolers from the grocery store.
We drank a lot of pink fizzy wine coolers.
Posted by: lyssa Kaehler | April 30, 2008 at 03:45 PM
LOL Lyssa that is sort of what I expected from Grants Pass in general considering that about 12 million people Warned me that it was conservative cult central and since not only do I have silly hair and a car that says "FEMINIST" on the license plate but me and bork looked somewhat humorously like a matched team of punky geeky metally hippie crippled lesbonic ponies.
Posted by: badgerbag | April 30, 2008 at 03:55 PM