Calamus

The trip didn't start exactly as we planned. Our 5.00 p.m. flight to Salt Lake City(SLC), Utah was delayed by 4 hours. If you have a two year-old at hand, you know what that means. So Miss Cranky-pants makes good of the extra time and decides to drain all of her energy at the Seattle Int'l Airport play area for kids, and then by what would have been her bed time she boards the flight and lets herself be heard by every single passenger on-board for about an hour before reluctantly drifting off to sleep, in my arms. We were already debating on weather it would still be wise to drive to Moab tonight from SLC as we had originally planned. We knew of the snow prediction for the night, but we were supposed to be safe in a cozy Moab hotel room by then. As Delta Airlines had a different plan for us it was time to review our itinerary and make alternate arrangements. Driving unfamiliar mountainous roads in unfamiliar cars in snow-storms with a toddler in the back-seat  are exactly what