So silly Aronson and I have never been to a hotel without our family, and it didn’t occur to us that on a Saturday night at 9 all of the 3 hotels by the Grand Canyon might be booked up. So our options were to drive 50 miles out of town or pay $150 for a shitty room. So we drove out of town and were pleasantly surprised to find a sketchy hotel only about 30 miles away. So we check in there and go to our decently clean hotel room. I feel like such an adult!
We try to open our bottle of wine but realize we didn’t bring a bottle opener.. we get resourceful and use pretty much everything in sight to try to open it. The bottle is putting up a tough fight, but Aronson is determined. He didn’t want me to make him sound like a wuss in my blog. We finally use the toothbrush to push the cork into the bottle, spraying glass everywhere. Aronson cut his finger, but I’m so proud of him, he didn’t even faint at the sight of his blood! Then I sat on a shard of glass and my leg started bleeding… but it was all worth it for the $4 wine, right? The cleaning ladies at the hotel are going to be pretty confused when they see the mess of wine splatters and glass shards!
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