How Dumb Do I Look?

Don't answer that.

We leave in two days.  Two.  That's less than three, which doesn't leave much time to tie up loose ends.  As I was printing some emails with detailed directions to various places we'll be staying, I was surprised to see that I didn't have a confirmation email from the B&B in Robin Hood's Bay (where our walk ends).  The notes in my spreadsheet indicate that I paid in full via credit card and I confirmed that with a quick look at my account online.

Something kept telling me there was a problem.  I shot off an email asking for a confirmation of our booking.  The response indicated that, in January, when we changed our booking from two nights to only one night, the owner explained to me that they don't take single night bookings on summer weekends.  His email went on to remind me that I'd cancelled our booking.

Excuse me, sir.  How dumb do I look?  Firstly, our original booking was for only one night.  That never changed.  Secondly, you charged me in full and had I cancelled, wouldn't you have refunded the charge to my account considering it was 6 months in advance?

I'll spare you the rest of the details but it involved a call on Skype to the establishment during which I may have cried a tiny bit.  It matters not.  All that matters is that we have a lovely B&B at which to stay on our last night of the walk. What Lauren doesn't know yet is that our home for the night is at the very crest of Robin Hood's Bay, which means we'll have to walk past our warm, dry beds and navigate the very, very steep hill down to the North Sea to toss in the pebbles we'll have carried from the Irish Sea.  It's quite a walk.  Funny, though.  It's not nearly as difficult as the walk back up to the B&B is going to be.  Even funnier, taxis can't navigate that part of the village.  It's funny now but ask me on the 29th of June when I have 200 miles behind me and blisters on my blisters.

Hey Barkeep...I'd like another Guinness please, sir!  Two more days!!!