Thursday, July 1, 2010

Tow, tow, tow. . .

your guest's minivan from going over the edge. . . Merrily, merrily, merrily, let's just call Miguel . . .

That was the case last week when six folks rented out two of our tree houses. They rented a minivan and all drove up together. The driveway to No. 2 goes down a hill and there is a good-sized space to turn around. However, after offloading the luggage, they got a bit too close to the edge and got the van stuck.

Then they decided to come up and ask for help. After much rocking and pushing and piling rocks under the rear tires, it was obvious that nothing was going to be accomplished. And it was 5:45 p.m., and nearly dark. I abandoned trying to get the van out of its quagmire (6 more inches and it was headed down an embankment) and did the only sensible thing: I called Miguel.

Miguel was at the hotel in 5 minutes and fortunately for everyone, I had called just as he was heading out of town for the weekend. Twenty feet of rope and 10 minutes later, with the help of the mighty Hyundai Galloper, the van was back from the brink and everything was just fine.

The guests opted to park the van near the house where we live, rather than risk getting it stuck someplace else.

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