My family and I took a trip back up to Michigan for Christmas and New Years. We had a really good time but it was so darn cold! When it’s minus 12, you can’t really enjoy much.
We flew into Grand Rapids, MI, and as we got closer, the pilot made an announcement: We were entering the runway under low visibility, so it might seem like we were landing, but we might actually pull back up and land in Indianapolis, instead!
My mom was freaking out. “Are you kidding me?” she said, because then we would have to drive all the way back to Michigan, and the roads were not good.
As we approached the landing, everyone prayed we’d be able to land. Finally we touched down and everyone cheered.
It was still sketchy after we got into our rental car Christmas night, and there was hardly anyone on the roads. That was a good thing, since they roads were covered in snow and ice!
We were all very hungry because it was 7 p.m. by the time we got to the hotel room, but everything was closed down, partly because of Christmas, and partly because of the passing storm.
We were going to settle for the chicken sticks and granola we already had, but luckily we had driven by an open McDonald’s, and once we got settled in, Dad went back out for us. Whoo hoo! Go Dad!
After Michigan, I was off to an MX class in Texas for two days, and then to a private lesson with one of my riders. So I packed up my truck with a trailer and bikes and headed to Houston.
My mom was going to fly out on Sunday to interpret for the Monday and Tuesday classes. She wasn’t feeling well, so she stayed behind! While I was on my way out there, I heard the Monday class would probably be canceled because it was raining so much that the track would likely be flooded. ...To read the full article, login or become a member --- it's free!