Coffee Chronicles ...Last Day, G’night E’rybody
- Marc & Bridget Saunders
- Jul 2, 2024
- 2 min read

Whelp, it's our last day—actually, second to last—because tomorrow we’ll be home. The HB wants me to tell you how much I really love the peeps we’re with. Look, this is how I show it: I give them funny nicknames to match their personalities, and I tell you the things that they did during the day.
Our first trip was full on Croc fun! After that, more people wanted to join the Chronicles, so I obliged them.
Look, you all know that if I didn’t really like them, I would wanna share them with you.
Today was no different.
We were sliding through Sac-to, the hometown of Big Sis and Big Bro. Sis was excited because she wanted to show off her town. We were looking for a place to take a break, and she suggested a shopping center not far from their home.
For the one hundred miles, all we heard was her little giggle and stories about all the places she was going to show us. And sure enough, as we rolled into Sac, she told us to look left and right and pointed to all the highlights of the area. “This is ‘so and so, and this is this and that, and my friend Sophie lives down that way, and my friend Vanessa lives this. It was endless.
Yup, all the way until we got off the freeway.
As we drove up to the mall, the mayor asked Big Sis. “Are you sure if there's gonna be enough parking for all of us?”
“Oh, yeah, for sure. I go here all the time. There are plenty of food places, there's a Walmart and an RC Willie. There's gonna be all kinds of parking.”
Um. No.
Big Sis picked her favorite spot. Five minutes from her house. You see, Sis is a shopaholic. Anywhere there’s a store, she’s in heaven. BUT—she failed to mention to us that it’s a fully functioning shopping mall. She must’ve thought she was meeting up with Sophie and Vanessa in their ‘72 Chevy Vegas, not her glamping pals all in 40 to 45-foot motorhomes with tow vehicles.
As soon as Big Bro parked, she jumped out of her RV and ran into a store, leaving us all standing around wondering how we allowed her to talk us into driving into a full-sized Chinese thumb puzzle. It was only after she’d emerged smilingly from the store ten minutes later with her fix fixed and three shopping bags over each shoulder. That’s when she looked around and said, “Oh, sorry. Oh the bright side, everything I bought was 20% off.”
Really, Sis?
Hey. On the bright side, McCroc and the Prof did not get mentioned in today’s Chronicles.
You know what to do! Drink ‘em if you got ‘em!
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