Our Family Vacation to Houston Part 3
When we got through the museum, it was supper time. We had gotten a gift card for a restaurant down town pretty close to the museum, but it still took us a while to find it. When we did locate it, we almost drove on. That part of town looked scary, and when we saw the place with boarded up windows and only a few cars in the parking lot, we wondered if our van would still be there when we got out. The food was interesting…I ordered some Mexican dish I had never heard of and it might have been okay had it not been cold.
Suffice it to say, no one liked the food. My husband bought one large horchata, a Mexican rice drink that we love, and announced the kids would share it. I protested, “Jason, don’t you remember Joy is complaining about a sore throat? I don’t think they should share. This is going to be one long miserable vacation if they all end up sick!” He said he already promised them and it was too late to back out. I clamped my mouth shut and hoped for the best.
Off we went to find our first hotel. Whenever possible we use Priceline.com to get the very cheapest rate possible. My husband didn’t want to spend more than $40 a night, so I worked for a week but finally succeeded in securing eight nights in three different locations for only $40 each night. Every once in a while, well, you get what you pay for! This was a three star hotel, but it was very old, not the best kept up and we weren’t too hyper about the part of town we chose, but how do you know until you’ve been there? Its one redeeming quality was the huge, gorgeous, and, for the most part, empty swimming pool that we took full advantage of.
We unloaded the van, set up the room, and wore the kids out swimming. Then we put them to bed listening to Where the Red Fern Grows. Ah yes, amid all the mishaps and quibbles–this was the life!