Off on our
mini-adventure: Randy going to Corvette Driving School at the Ron Fellowes
School and Spring Mountain Motor Resort and Country Club. A “condo” at the “Resort”
is included in the cost of the school. I was excited. A Condo at a Resort. Whoopee..
We were
assigned Condo C4 (in hindsight, there might be some relationship to the
explosive, as in, it should be blown up!). Kind of a nondescript building in
mustard yellow that we got to by driving under the racetrack that Randy will be
driving on tomorrow and the next day. That was sort of exciting, driving under
the thundering herd of 2014 Corvettes. Well, actually we saw one Cadillac (they
also have a Cadillac driving school) driving by. Or should I say floating by?
There certainly weren’t any vroom-vrooms involved!
The first
downer is that we both have to wear one of those ugly paper (but waterproof
paper!) wrist ID bracelets. For two days! Anyway, first thing we look for in
the room is a phone. No phone. Second thing is ice. No ice. Called on my cell
phone and they don’t have an ice machine. OK, we could get a bag of ice (for
the 3” by 6” freezer compartment) if I walked over to the Corvette School
building. Which isn’t identified.
The room.
What can I say? Two queen-sized beds almost completely fill the room. No chairs
but it does have a microwave and a coffee pot. Hence the “condo” designation, I
guess. It’s only two days but geeze, if they want good publicity they need to
do a bit more! Maybe the fact that I have only seen one other woman and two
other people over the age of 20 has something to do with it? Testosterone is
oozing out the pores of the stucco walls!
Pictures
tomorrow of Randy’s time on the track. If they will let me, that is!
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