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Whoa, Momma!

Sharon Kennedy Wynne, Tracey Henry and Suzannah DiMarzio

Really, vacation is wonderful -- except for the RV breakdown!



Mom_hotelsign The first night of our “camping” trip ends at a Holiday Inn in Valdosta, Ga., not at the beautiful and scenic Stone Mountain campground under the watchful eyes of rebel soldiers etched in stone as according to our original plan.

Why this horrendous detour?

Well, it seems in all of my meticulous planning of clothing, equipment, meals, campgrounds and mosquito repellent for this two-week, 3,000 mile road trip for six, I failed to factor in a broken fuel pump and 2 flat tires 250 miles in.

We rented this recreational vehicle -- which so far has proven to be more miscreational than anything else -- and so I left certain maintenance issues up to that particular firm which collected the fee. I did not expect to do much else than fill the tank up with gas, and empty other tanks of, well, gas, of which we have already done several times. So first day tune-ups were not on our travel agenda.

Our mechanic, “Hollywood,” lives here in Valdosta, but is originally from Portland, Ore.. Ironically, his illogical nickname is quite appropriate since I feel as though we are stuck in some 2000 and late version of a Michael J. Fox movie and the only way we are escaping this fresh hell is to perform medical feats on the residents of this southern town before they fix our motorhome and allow us to continue on our journey.

But our first medical miracle may be reserved for one of our own, as my son just ordered a blackened grouper sandwich from a Holiday Inn in Valdosta, Ga.

Tracey Henry, the Suburban Diva


[Last modified: Thursday, May 13, 2010 11:02am]


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