After hours in the car with small children I have to say that the car DVD player is a wonderful invention. That combined with a little bit of Xanax makes for a far more tolerable travel experience. We are in Colorado currently, specifically The Royal Gorge. I could not care less about the suspension bridge that brings visitors from all over the world. You couldn’t pay me to get on that thing. But for whatever reason C and the girls wanted to see the world's largest suspension bridge so I tried to be a good sport.
Many of you have probably visited the Canon City area. Canon City is a beautiful little town. The ride up the mountain was less spectacular in my mind. I like looking at the mountains, not driving on them.
C, (usually referred to as DH, but I got tired of explaining that DH does NOT stand for darling husband) normally is a very grandpa-like driver. Today, however, on the rainy mountain road, he decided to speed it up. Typically he drives five miles under the speed limit while I do five over. The mountain road speed limit changed to 15 mph once we got close to the top. I looked out my window nervously, glanced at the speedometer and saw that he was going thirty.
Me- “For God’s sake, for once in your life you’re speeding and we’re on the edge of a mountain. What is up with that? Do you mind?”
C- “Oh, Lisa, there are plenty of trees. It’s not like we’d drop eight thousand feet!”
Me, muttering- “Stupid bridge.”
Still not reassured and clutching my door handle with white knuckles, I was somewhat less than enthusiastic upon reaching our destination. Then I found out that you had to pay to see the stupid bridge. C parted with sixty bucks and I’m in the car with the baby as we speak. More updates to follow.