I have been in Hell this weekend. (AKA motel 7-iles). We went to Sept-iles (seven islands) for a hockey tournament with Jérémy. The team all stayed in the same motel. Our original reserved place had mistakenly booked us for the month of February - not January and so we scrambled for last minute reservations at a big tournament. Of course, all the well known places were full - of other hockey teams! and we were left with the Motel.....
So, our first night, the boys played a game at 6:20
and won!
Ok so, we went for supper and i had been feeling sick all day, but put it down to lack of sleep and some very poor roads.
Turns out, i had picked up the nasty flu bug that's going around and is closing hospitals due to it's severity
So, I begged off supper and went back to Hell and shivered and was ill alternately. Little did i Know that fun times were to be had in the coming night as the water in the sink stopped working so, i found myself leaning the tub to brush my teeth and rinse a face cloth, then a few hours later, Daniel discovered that the toilet was no longer flushing - after having used it and before i knew i'd need it again! (he usefully took the plastic garbage can and used it to fill the toilet tank so it could flush and be 'clean' - no mention of the hole in the bottom of the can ok?)
next, a few hours later, the tub faucet decided not to work and i was thirsty, sick, miserable and waking everyone in our shared room up every time i got up to run to the now almost useless bathroom! but the boys were very good and tolerant of me
the next day i moaned and groaned in solitude as the boys went out for breakfast and another hockey game
and of course a trip to walmart for jeremy! the boys then spent some time at the arena and after game #2, (which they won!)
they came back to tell me that we were moving to another hotel.
I was happy in my miserable daze.
The next place was nice, king size bed and all, business class complete with mini bar and video games which J. was sad to hear he couldn't play. So Instead, he and the team and the 2 other teams in residence contented them selves with playing mini-hockey in the corridors and running and being generally crazy-like. I felt rather bad for any non-hockey people in the hotel
really, but also, enjoyed having fully working facilities - my first action was a shower!
ok, saturday was an off day for the boys with no games and lots of time to run wild.... and i slowly started to feel human.
Today i went to the 8am game and the boys lost 6-0. they took it rough but still played an excellent game.
After daniel drove us home
and what awaits tomorrow is my leaking washing-machine...
can't wait to be 100% and not feeling like crap.
