Driving to Boston

Getting to Boston
The drive to Boston was about 5 hours including some serious traffic and rain storms near the beach towns. I was worried about finding the hotel but it went better than expected for me with the help of Sally. Unfortunately, sally did not notice some street changes like a boulevard in the middle of the street that kept me from turning where Sally said I should but with some help from lauren and Asha I was able to work it out. The street was under construction as well. The biggest problem though wasn’t the one way streets or the construction but the fact that we couldn’t find street names.
When we arrived at 4:30pm, the room wasn’t ready so they told us to get all of our stuff, they’d park my car and then take our stuff to our room. Marci had to return her car so we thought we’d do that why we waited. The check in lady said that the Hertz was 1.5 miles and gave us a map and then suggested we walk back, by then the room would be read. The walk back was only about 1 mile because we didn’t have to follow the one way streets.
So, we headed out. The kids fought in the back seat (all four of them), hitting each other, elbowing, yelling and otherwise making it easy for Marci and I to hear each other and focus on driving. The google direction said to merge on the “embankment road” this turned out (after many tries) to be impossible. So, we gave that up and decided to follow our own map. We were able to get to the Hertz but it required quite a bit of maneuvering on the one way streets. We arrived at about 6pm at the Sheraton. I went inside to inquire where the Hertz was and they pointed to the hallway but informed me curtly that it was closed. We checked out the Hertz and found out that we could leave the car after filling out some forms (which the Sheraton people did not inform me of).
So, we left the car with the valet who had just lost someone’s keys and had every key in the little booth spread hither and yon and there were LOTS of keys so we were a bit concerned and watched as the guy put the sign in the car. Then we started walking back only to see another Hertz closer to the hotel which Marci believed was the one she was supposed to return the car at. So, we asked a hertz guy and he confirmed that we’d left the car at the wrong hertz (per our hotel’s instructions). But, luckily the Hertz guy was willing to go take care of the car. We grabbed some subway for the kids on the way home.
We finally got back to the hotel at 7pm where we were told we missed the wine hour. I had ordered a bottle of wine for Marci’s birthday and that was waiting in our room, so we popped that and hurried to get ready for dinner.