Last New Year’s Eve we celebrated my twin sisters’ 30th birthday in Indianapolis at the Hyatt and had a great time. Despite all of the fun during the holiday celebration, there is one specific memory about this trip, I will never forget.
Winter weather was expected and according to my husband, there was no way he was going to get stuck in Indy. After all what if we get stuck, how would the farm possibly survive without us for more than one night?! Therefore we took the Dodge Ram, 4x4 diesel to Indianapolis with us and let me tell you those roads and side streets are not made for farm trucks! Since we were staying at the Hyatt, we naturally had to park in a dreaded parking garage with the height clearance being 6ft 9 inches. Not sure if we can clear this my husband proclaims as he pulls over, and yes he pulls right over to the curb in downtown Indy. Then he proceeds to get out of his truck, pull a tape measure from inside the door and measure his truck height! And to further give you an accurate visualization of this scenario the truck has a, “If you can’t Dodge it, Ram it license plate,” on the front and since we were going to change before the festivities, he had on work boots. The truck height measurement was 6 ft 8 inches.... one inch lower than the clearance height!
As you pull up to the parking garage, guests are greeted and offered valet parking. However the gentleman offering this service, takes one look at my husband and says, “Self-park, right?” My husband responds with, “Yeah I better park this one.” The valet agrees by adding, “Yeah, she’s a big oh girl!” Just for the record, he was talking about the truck!
It was a tight fit but we made it. The former me would have been mortified by this situation but the current me, laughed hysterically… that’s my cowboy.
