A friend once told me whenever you travel somewhere, there’s always going to be that one day during the trip where everything goes wrong. For me, that would be yesterday.
After an uneventful flight, I went to pick up my car, fully expecting that every SUV and 4×4 will have been rented out by now because of the snow, so I could kiss any chance of getting a free upgrade goodbye. But meh, I figured as long as I have front wheels it’s all good.
When Hertz gave me a weenie little Nissan Versa to drive though, I knew it was going to be one of those days.
Next headache was the clamp to hold my iPhone dock in place, which somehow broke when I pulled it out of the bag. Unless I found a solution fast I was going to have to hold up my iPhone by hand to use the GPS. Fortunately I had a backup dock using suction cups, but instead of suctioning it to the window I shoved it into a small compartment next to the steeling wheel and it managed to stay secure and in place, easily keeping my iPhone in reach. Whew.
I had to forgo visiting Breckenridge on my way to the cabin because of the snow storms, but fortunately the roads were dry and clear from Denver to Colorado Springs, to Woodland Park and finally near Divide where my cabin was. As soon as I walked in, the first note I read is off the fridge asking to keep my trash inside because the bear broke into the outside trash bin last week.
Wait, bear? I was not informed that there would be any bears. You know what else is outside? The hot tub. So what if I’m soaking away, minding my own business and this bear decides he’d like to help himself to some “chicken soup?” NOT COOL.
Then I see the fridge still has more food in it then probably all of Calcutta, India. The previous guests couldn’t be bothered throwing the leftovers out, and neither did the cleaner, apparently. Probably because of the stupid bear.
I also checked the thermostats, but they’re of the variety where by the time things warm up, the trip is already over. So I’d have to use the wood stove instead. No problem, ‘ll just toss a few logs in there, light a match, and bob’s your uncle.
Yeah, the logs wouldn’t light. So I tried newspaper, which would slowly burn, then go out, then burn, then go out, without ever setting the logs on fire. I’m trying to figure this out for an hour, meanwhile my jeans are completely covered in soot, and I can’t feel my fingers. I finally get in touch with the owner, who says, “Oh check outside to see if the cap for the chimney is on there, a guy was supposed to clean it before you arrived, but if it’s not there you won’t be able to use the wood stove anyway, as the open chimney is a fire hazard until he finishes the job.”
And of course the cap is not there. Well, at least there’s the silver lining in knowing if I had been able to get a fire going, I probably would have set the entire forest here ablaze by accident. That would have been… awkward.
Ah well, at least the hot tub works and I can use that. Provided I don’t get eaten by the bear first.
Also had to spend some time affixing heavy blankets to the windows here because there are no curtains, and I’m a light sleeper. Of course that chore resulted in a few falls and banging my knees off every piece of furniture in the cabin. Ugh. Totally off my game.
Today though is starting off much better. I made a special blend of chocolate mint blend coffee, and as soon as I took a sip, I knew the whirly day was finally behind me. YA TAAAAA!