SPRING BREAK OR BUST!!!!!!

Things were still a little gruff between us when we started planning spring break with a group of friends from the dorms and from Hot Springs. We solidified 5 of us for the trip. Everyone knows an odd number is no good, but we needed all the $ pitched in that we could get. We didn’t have enough to do anything extravagant like Mexico but we wanted somewhere none of us (most of us) had been and somewhere that all of us could legally drink so we decided on CANADA, eh.

Filling Cooler W/ Snow

I was the youngest at 18, so we had to pick a province where I could legally drink (heeello, spring break), Manitoba it was. It was a little further away then a couple of the others but nothing inconceivable. We made reservations and devised a plan. Wayne’s parents were going to fish sit for our fish and Carrie’s. We used Chuck’s credit card to reserve the hotels. We picked one with a waterslide within walking distance of a few bars and casinos.

Wane and I and Carrie who was from Hot Springs and a fellow ELED major at CSC, then Chuck (former owner of the SoCo and singer of The Dance) also an Ed major at CSC, and last but not least, Andy Borah, worker at Frank’s (mechanic and gas station in Hot Springs) and best bud to all, were among the 5.

We headed out from Hot Springs on Friday and drove the whole way there the first night. Well Wane and Andy took turns driving and the rest of us weren’t allowed, for some reason. Carrie and I saw buffalo in the treetops and the lights of Winnavegas were bright and it was a rather good time getting there with lots of singing and lots of cappuccinos.

We checked into our hotel early the next morning. After napping we went swimming and made long trains going down the water signs despite the signs not to. We snacked on junk food nearly the entire time and drank margaritas like we were south, not north. At night we went clubbing. We ended up leaving Chuck at one bar after telling him it was time to go twice and then saying we were going out in the parking lot to wait for him. He ended up lying about going to the bathroom and being right out and ordered another drink. We gave him 10 minutes before walking back to the hotel. He was none to pleased about this and still isn’t to this day, bringing it up on the anniversary of the trip every 2-3 years.

One night we ordered Andy 3 Wisemen on a Turkey Hunt at the bar in our hotel. He warned us that tequila and him didn’t get long but we pushed him to do it anyway as all best friends do. Almost instantly he ralphed all over Carrie’s coat. He kept right on trooping though. When we headed back to the room we swore he was right behind us but when we got there he wasn’t there. Carrie went looking for him and found him down some other hall.

The people next door to us one night absolutely hated us and knocked on our door to tell us so. Of course they probably caught quite the site. I faintly remember laughing as someone yanked me back in the room by the swimsuit tie, which didn’t remain tied.

We had a run in with a bum. All the bums up there seemed to own bikes. It was weird. They rode all over even though it was covered in snow. While waiting for a cab to take us across town to a casino a bum approached us and asked “if we could spare some coffee”. Our good ‘ol Andy Borah just couldn’t comprehend this.

“Well no, I don’t have any coffee, but there is some right inside and I am sure they’d give you some if you ask.”

The bum got all sorts of heated at this. “I know there’s coffee inside, I am asking for some change to go buy some you ….. All you have to say is NOOO, I can spell it for you N-O, noooooo.”

Borah was baffled, he didn’t know what the heck had happened and was all sorts of confused. Then the bum turned on Wayne and started chewing on him. Wayne told him to move on stinkin’ bum. He rode off cussing us out. Cracks us up to this day.

Carrie & I with some pro soccer team.

Then the cab driver wouldn’t let anyone sit in front so we had to make 2 trips and double pay. AND he took us all around town the long way to make it cost more. He looked some sort of foreign and had an accent to match. Carrie, Chuck and I got bored and started singing the Angry American along with the radio, probably part of the problem. It was an expensive ride, and then we lost more $ at the casino, or I did. But we took the bus back so that was cheaper.

We left the maids a lot of alcohol in the mini fridge as a tip because you could only take so much back across the border. We hit up a Canadian McDonalds before heading out and then stopped at a border store and souvenired it up on the way out.

We only went part way home this time. We stopped in Billing, North Dakota at a friend from Hot Springs, Jennifer Nelson’s. I remember walking to Taco Bell and getting there 5 minutes before close and asking for food likes asses. Then Wayne kicks all of us but Carrie out for a couple hours while they chat….wth?

Next thing I know he is back out, and finally not being a jerk anymore. Apparently they had been having a heart to heart about his and my relationship and he had finally come to a decision as to what he really wanted.

GREAT…this will be a fun rest of the ride home. He had been testing it all week an now he does this and has “made a decision.”  That is just GREAT!

To my surprise he admitted he had been trying to push me away and run me off as he had been scared about getting too serious. He said it took him a while to get over it, but he thought he had and was now ready to take the next step. He said he could see spending the rest of his life with me and that he wanted me to think about that. Later on after leaving Hot Springs and traveling down to Nebraska to spend some time with my family before Spring Break was over he asked if I would move into an apartment or somewhere with him for the summer and the upcoming school year!

WOW where did all of this come 

from? I don’t know but I didn’t hesitate long before going with it.