Today we are scheduled to do some more walk-throughs of houses. So yesterday my best friend Joey & I had recon duty to do all the drive-by’s and see if any were definite no’s so we wouldn’t waste any time today. Well, I’ve been saying all along that what I’m looking for in a house is something that brings a little bit of West Virginia (where I grew up) to Connecticut. Something with land and woods and friendly people that wave hello.
Yea….be careful what you ask for.
Yesterday as we were driving between houses, we were using our trusty GPS to get us there. And on the way to one of the more “West Virginia-ey” houses….THIS is the road it took us down! Yes those are gigantic boulders you see in the middle of the road. And we were driving Joey’s HHR which pretty much has a six inch clearance.
It was your basic glorified hiking trail and it had us going on this thing for about three milles. And the further along we went, the worse the “road” got. I swear to you at one point I heard dueling banjos and we were pretty certain that cannibals were going to jump out and get us at any second (has anyone else SEEN Wrong Turn? This will make no sense unless you have!).
So yea….we were pretty scared. And just thankful to make it out alive.
Ahh the adventures of house hunting!