I was still on vacation and I told Danelle so. The family planned to go to the St. Louis Blues Stanley Cup parade, but I wasn’t interested. I took too long getting ready and go tied up into playing chauffeur to drive them to the metro stop as the parking lots were full. After dropping them off, I warned Danelle that I was going way south and would not be back for a long time.
Eventually, I ended up in St. Genevieve, MO, looking out at the flood wall where I wanted to take the ferry across the river to Illinois to continue my ride.
While I was there, I got the frustrating call to come pick them up… I had to end my ride early and was quite disappointed.