Quick Trip To Reno

December of 1987 was a weird month. I turned 30. My daughter came home from school on the day of my 30th birthday with the chicken pox. I, being the diligent mommy that I was, applied anti-itch lotion to each and everyone of her pox during the coarse of her illness. Christmas found us all well. Three days after Christmas, I came down with the Chicken Pox and have lovingly thanked her for 20 years now for giving me the chicken pox as a 30th birthday present. My son got them the day after I did. By the beginning of January 1988, I was ready to get out of the house.

My hubby had a job interview in Reno, Nevada. We thought that we wanted to relocate our family and he thought he wanted to change careers. My cousin, who lives in Reno, had a brand new baby who I was dying to see, so I went along with him on the interview and we turned it into a mini weekend getaway.

The weather was a little rough. There was a lot of snow on the roads and salt to keep us from slipping. The salt being thrown up off the road made pit marks in the front end of my new Honda Civic. Aside from that, though, it was absolutely beautiful.



We stayed in a hotel in downtown Reno. Can't remember which one. One of the high rise casinos, that's all I can remember. The view was really pretty from our window of the city covered in snow.





We really loved (still do) it there. We spent time looking into the housing and schools. We were convinced that we were going to move there, but God had other plans. That's really a story for a different post, but God made it abundantly clear through a series of clear events that we were to stay in So. Cal and my hubby was to stay put at his job. Good thing we listened. We have been blessed right here. Especially in the area of my husband's job.

We spent four days in Reno. 3 nights in the hotel, meals and gas. We spent $160.00. Casino hotels back then were pretty cheap, obviously. Next vacation: Tahoe for the 5th time.