The guide was super nice and answered all Dory’s questions of which there were many. The caves were very interesting and me and Dory were right behind the guide almost the whole time. We passed through a trail called Fat Man’s Misery, if you can’t guess what that meant, I’ll tell you. It meant it was incredibly thin and windy. When we got out of the cave, mom decided we should walk up a flight of stairs instead of walking up a gentle slope. After we left the National Park, we drove for awhile until mom got hungry. We ate lunch inside the RV and got on our way. It was after lunch things started to go wrong. After lunch the RV started making weird noises, it was making a mechanical noise whenever Mom turned. There was also a vibration in the front that shouldn’t have been there. We pulled over to check it out, mom could only see an open side door, and we tried to drive again. It was still making a mechanical noise so we pulled over once again. When mom still couldn’t discern what the matter was, she called roadside assistance to see what was wrong with the vehicle. They told her to wait so they could send someone over to check it out. Turns out that the earliest they could send someone out was in three or four hours. We didn’t want to wait that long, so Mom called a 24-hour mobile mechanic. He was there in less than an hour, and was very nice. He had two 4-month-old German Shepard pups, and he said he was going to try to breed them when they got older. But that’s not the point. He said that we needed a new part that he didn’t have. We were told to wait until Monday, when he could check all the open part businesses. He left and we gave up. We were two hours away from our destination. My mom’s friend came to get us instead, we were going to her house anyway so why not. Her name is Brooke and she has two daughters named Nora and Miriam. Of course, Dory wouldn’t let me get a wink of sleep in the two hour drive! It was about 1am when we arrived and we dropped like flies.