We boarded the bus at 11:00 p.m. to go find our hotel. It was 11:23 p.m. when the train crossing closed the road. The bars were down and we sat there for thirty minutes watching a train go by in each direction. Little did we know at that time that there were two roads in that town with the same name and we were on the wrong road. The bus couldn't make it down the narrow alley (should have been our first clue!) so we grabbed our bags and headed down a dark alley full of potholes and barking dogs to nowhere. It didn't take us long to figure out we were in the wrong place so back down the dark alley filled with potholes and barking dogs where the bus was waiting, back over the railroad tracks where fortunately there were no more trains and on to the right hotel where . . .
Micah and I were given a room with three beds. Lucky us! However it didn't take long for our three men to figure out they only had two beds and a switch was made. Praise God we did not have to get up early the next morning!
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