A Wild Ride

I hit the road at Noon. My destination was the AMC Highland Center in Bretton Woods, NH. I will never forget that location because I checked the 10 day forecast for the past two weeks.

Thanks to Hoagiefest at Wawa I was all set. If you don’t know what Wawa is, you’re missing out. I opted for a salad instead of chips, grabbed two containers of coconut water and was on my way. As a side note, sandwiches and salads are not the best choices if you need to eat while driving.

There is always traffic in Connecticut. What do people in Connecticut do? Why are there always so many cars on the road there at all hours? Once I hit Massachusetts it was smooth sailing.

It was just before 8pm when I arrived. The man who checked me in gave me an ID card for the dining hall and a key to my room. The room had two sets of double bunk beds. The shared bathroom was in the hallway. I feared that my late arrival would land me on the top bunk, but when I opened the door, there was only one bag in the room. I placed my stuff on the bottom bunk and went to explore. I returned to an empty room and got ready for bed. Someone walked in as I was about to turn off my reading lamp. Her name was Kristen. We chatted and I asked if we were the only two people in the room. She said that another woman had come in briefly, dropped her purse and left.

I said good night, put in my ear plugs and pulled the covers over my head. It was still dark when a noise startled me. I opened my eyes and there was a woman sitting at the edge of my bed, staring at me. She was rambling and none of it made sense. Her hands touched my head and she commented on how pretty my hair was. I turned on the light. She scampered across the room and began hopping up and down on Kristen’s bed. 

The next thing I knew, the sun was up, Kristen was sound asleep and the top two bunks were empty. I grabbed my bag and headed to the bathroom. That was one crazy dream, at least I think it was.