This week, I’m off to Europe to explore the history (and wine) of Prague, Vienna and Budapest. But rather than leave the blog all by itself to collect dust, I’ve asked some of my favourite Canadian TV personalities to take over Mike’s Bloggity Blog! Check back all week to hear about some of their favourite spring break stories!
Today’s guest blogger is InnerSpace’s Morgan Hoffman! Â Everyone say hi to Morgan!
My obsession with Key West began when I was a child. After seeing the famous Seven Mile Bridge in the movie, True Lies, I knew I needed to go. So six years ago in the month of February, my sister Devon and I decided to road trip to Key West from Toronto. We love a good road trip and a 30-hour drive seemed like the ultimate adventure. With our hotel in Florida booked, car full of gas, summer clothes packed;we were ready to hit the road!
We planned on driving for two full days with a sleepover stop somewhere in Georgia. However, the night before we left, I got a call from my agent who informed me about an important audition I had to attend the next day. It was late afternoon when we finally left Toronto. We were hours behind schedule and were afraid that we would lose our hotel room if we missed check-in time. We decided to drive the 1,647 mile trek without stopping for sleep.
Somewhere through West Virginia we hit a horrible blizzard. We were already on a dark unfamiliar road but now we couldnâ€™t see a thing in front of us. I was in the driver seat and was terrified that at any moment I was going to drive us off the road. I tried to stay calm for my sister but I was drenched in sweat and I could barely speak. I had never been so scared in my life.
After what felt like an eternity, the storm finally cleared and we continued our trip into the night. Sometime after midnight, my sister took over driving duties. As I was sitting in the passenger seat I started having trouble breathing. I started gasping for air and at the same time, the car felt like it was caving in on me. I was having a panic attack for the first time. I guess driving through the snow storm had done a number on my nerves. I was now uncontrollably crying. I needed to get out of the car but at this point we were two young girls driving down an unknown highway at four in the morning. Finally, I decided to get back behind the wheel in hopes that driving would distract me. It worked. I eventually calmed down just in time to see the sunrise.
When we finally crossed into Florida, we breathed a sigh of relief. We still had a ten hour drive a head of us but we were getting closer. We were listening to our mixed CDs when we heard a loud explosion. My sister lost control of the car for a few seconds but luckily pulled off to the side of the road without hitting anyone. Devon turned off the car and we both sat in silence. Did our tire really just burst? This had turned into the road trip from Hell. We had never changed a tire before but with the help of a very nice man we were back on the road in under an hour.
It was early evening when we finally drove onto the Seven Mile Bridge. It was just as amazing as we had pictured in our minds with the bluest water I had ever seen. We finally arrived at our hotel a good five hours after check in-time but to our surprise the room was still available. Things were starting to look up. On our way to our room, the receptionist warned us that unusually cold weather was passing through Key West. Iâ€™m not kidding we spent the next week tanning on the beach in our sweaters.
Morgan co-hosts Inner Space which airs weeknights at 6pm eastern (3pm pacific)