Weekend in Tahoe

So we had our annual Tahoe trip this weekend. It begin with 12 hours of travel for me and ended with a 15 hour drive home. But let's start at the beginning, a very good place to start...

So I started last Friday in Chicago and woke up at 7AM CST to finish my last day of training. I left at 12:30PM for O'Hare for a 3:30PM flight. I landed in SFO at 5:30 PST, took a taxi to Show's house where we left for Tahoe. We stopped for dinner for about an hour in El Cerrito around 7:30PM. Then, we continued on our merry way and reached our destination around 10PM. So, for all you out there who are time zone challenged, I essentially started traveling at 12:30PM CST and reached Tahoe at 12AM CST. Getting there wasn't so bad compared to the road home. Again, I get ahead of myself.

The weekend went by quickly. I went ice skating with Maika and Kaori (no, she did not skate in her pregnant state) at the top of Squaw in an outdoor rink. When we got there, the weather was perfect and it was sunny and beautiful. By the time the skates were on, the winds had started up and it made for some unpleasant skating conditions. But that Maika was a little trooper- she got on the ice twice.

Leaving the condo was an ordeal itself. We were busy loading the cars when Tom locked his keys in his car. While the car was running. So, we had to wait for AAA to come and unlock his door. They said that they would be an hour because it had already begun to storm. So while we waited, we called the 2 cars that had already left to check out visibility and road conditions and tried to decide whether we were going to stay another night or just try and get home. The vote was to try and get home.

We left the condo after AAA came around 12PM. We spent the next 4.5 hours on the 89 and traveled about 10 miles. We were mostly stopped with the occasional movement of 20 yds. It got so bad that Edwin and I both peed in someone's driveway. However, we were not the first ones to pee in that driveway and we were not the last. Someone said something about the awful sight of yellow snow... When the car behind me saw me, they pulled over so that the female passenger could do the same. We witnessed many males using their car doors as make-shift stalls to shield them from the public eye. There was also a male behind us who knelt to below eye-level in between our cars to pee. I even heard about people knocking on the doors of buses to use their bathrooms. What to do? When you gotta go, you gotta go. It was calamity.

During this drive, Nirav had been turning his ignition on and off which resulted in draining his battery. That was actually not a bad problem. There were 4 cars caravaning at this time and we were the last in line with Pete driving and Nirav in front of us. We call Jamie who is about 10-15 cars in front of us to being over his jumper cables. We pull up and jumpstart Nirav's car using the jumper cables that Jamie brought to us. (Read: he got out of his car, walked back the 10 cars to us, jumped the car, and then walked back with the jumper cables while his car did not move!) Insanity. I think that Jamie was happy to get out of the car for a few minutes and for the distraction.

So, we finally get into Truckee around 4:30. So we stopped for chains for Jamie and Nirav and to get some grubbs. We ended up at the KFC and below is a pic of Bhavana, the vegetarian, enjoying her corn, mashed potatoes, coleslaw, and biscuits. This photo alone was worth stopping. Would you be nervous if the restaurant closed while you were in it? While we were eating, KFC locked all of its doors and wouldn't let anyone in. They were letting people out, but only serving the people that were already inside. How weird. They could have made so much more money. They didn't seem to be running out of chicken and they were serving people the entire time we were there. That's just the business side of me.

So we get back on the rode and try to go to the gas station because Jamie's gas light came on. When we got to the Shell station, we discovered that they were closed because they ran out of gas! When we finally got to another station, it took another 1.5 to get gas because of the lines and the utter stupidity of people. Tom got out of his car when 2 cars tried to snake in front of him by turning left in the on-coming traffic lane (which was empty because everyone was trying to get into the gas station.) I thought for sure a brawl was about to begin. However, there was a cop there who restored peace.

Then, after we got gas, there was this idiot who was trying to put on his chains blocking our way out. First of all, there are a ton of people waiting to get gas and he's blocking a gas pump and preventing us from getting out. Edwin had to direct traffic so that we could get out because cars had started coming in both directions and we would have been boxed in if he didn't tell the on-coming traffic to let us out.

When we finally got on the 80, it was still quite stormy and we had a couple of short stops because Nirav's chains had become loose and then to remove them when we (finally) reached dry land. I don't remember much about the drive home after that because I fell asleep somewhere around midnight and we reached home a little before 3. Needless to say, I don't need to go up to Tahoe for while... it actually was that bad. I think that our car was just more amused. However, we do recognize that we were the only car in the caravan that did not have a baby in it, so it was more a fight against boredom and road rage than trying to keep a baby calm in a storm. Pretty funny though- everyone on the trip didn't seem to mind that much either because everyone said that they still want to go up again next year!