8-11-10
Krissy and I planned a fun day hanging out on the beach at the dam. Everything went great until we tried to get out of the car. It was seriously a crazy wind storm! Sand was wiping our feet, and we knew the kids would be miserable. We didn't even get them out of the car; we immediately turned around and tried to get our money back. The raunchy lady told us no and that she'd give us a rain check. We didn't want a rain check; we wanted our money! Luckily, Krissy is a master negotiator, so she talked the lady into selling our pass to the next car, and we got away without losing anything.
Instead of getting cuts, bruises, and sand in our eyes, we kept driving and found a nice camp spot by the Weber River. It was absolutely perfect! We tried to get away with not paying the camp fee, but our bad luck struck again. . . The fine collector walked up to our site just as we were packing up. Oh well. It was still a fun day.
