Well, we lived through the hell hotel! You’ve never seen 4 people pack up and leave a hotel faster than the Family Koog left The Crown Hotel this morning. Bing, bang, boom…bags packed and loaded into the car. We left the place so fast it was like we robbed it! But of course we didn’t, who what want any of that crap? A quick stop at Waitrose to grab breakfast foods and we were off to North Wales. The place where my heart and soul reside. Now, I’ve driven from England to North Wales several times and was surprised when Mrs. Koog put the address of our cottage in Llanberis into Waze and we got a 4.5 hour eta. It was about 1 hour into the ride that she, out of no where mentions, “oh, we are going through all these back roads because I have it avoiding highways. B and I wanted to see the countryside so we asked to avoid highways from Brackley to Oxford and back yesterday.” I was unamused by this random piece of news. If I am in a car, chances are I am having motion sickness. This little...
Happy we didn’t see any bedbugs or get murdered in our sleep, E and I were up with the roosters and ready to head out to the bus for Silverstone at 5:15. I could tell it was a special day because I didn’t have to remind E-Koog to use deodorant! Christmas and the British Grand Prix are really special days for that kid. We’ve been waiting for this day since I was conned into buying ridiculously expensive tickets for this race in February. E is a chip off my old block when he used my own logic against me. “Brah, if we are going to do Silverstone, we need to do it on *the* race day. And if we are going to do it on Grand Prix day, we need get grandstand tickets. And if we are going to get grandstand tickets, we need Club A grandstand tickets. And if we are going to get grandstand tickets, brah, we need to get the inner track tickets. And what good are inner track passes if we don’t get he early entry fast pass gate tickets. Brah, we need to do it right, Brah.” Yes, I am his Brah and he is...