Stuck in Florida

I know it's been almost a week since I wrote. We spent Thursday and Friday nights in Coral Gables and here's what I had written on that:

After two nights at the Biltmore Hotel in Coral Gables we're finally back on the road again. It turns out jazz festival is going on in New Orleans so we picked a good time to go. Leg two of out trip has officially begun and I can't say I'm sorry to leave hot HOT Miami.

We did get to see beautiful Daphne and awesome Rony for brunch and we're on our way to meet with Ryan who's a good friend of six. We also got to hang out with Jake's family so it was a well-worth two day stop.

On the way to Ryan's we got off the highway to get gas and some guy rearended us. Which meant that our brand new car was smashed and we had to wait here till Monday to find out what we were supposed to do with the insurance. On Monday we took the poor car to a shop and the guy said it would take a week to fix it so we've been stuck in Lantana, Florida for the last five days. Lantana is in Palm Beach County which isn't the worst place to get stuck but we're both so bummed about the car that it wouldn't matter where we were.

After giving our car to the shop and renting another one, we decided we might as well have some fun. We went to see the Lion Safari and watched both X2 and Bend It Like Beckham which were both really good. Though I would completely have prefered not to have crashed the car and to be in New Orleans now. Major bummer.

More updates will come as soon as we're back on the road by Friday, if all goes well.

Perspective

We're still stuck in West Palm Beach. We went to the car shop today and the car may not even be ready on Saturday. He said Saturday or Monday. Jake's brother is graduating on Sunday in Atlanta so if we don't get the car on Saturday we have to rent another car (our current rental is in-state only) and drive up there and come back to pick up our car. That would be a major bummer. I am just hoping it won't have to come to that.

In theory, I am aware that Palm Beach isn't the worst place to get stuck in the world but the fact is both of us are really upset about the car and don't seem to be in the mood to do anything. I have a million things to do in the hotel room alone: I can read the 40 books I brought with me, I can organize and post my pictures for the last week, I can start working on my novel, I can email friends to whom I owe a reply. Not to mention, I can hang out at the pool and just relax.

But I won't do any of those.

I also won't go to Disney World, which I adore. Or anywhere else that might be fun in this huge state. Yesterday Jake had to drag me to the movies or I wouldn't have gone there either. I am simply determined to be in a bad mood.

Stupid? You bet!

I'm just frustrated and scared. I keep worrying we're going to get into another accident. I am freaked out constantly. I am even wondering how we will do the big trip on August if we get in another accident. Now that someone hit us I keep thinking it will happen over and over again.

Crazy? You bet!