When my youngsters were truly young, about five and ten years old, it was while in Thanksgiving and my buddy and I were on our way to my mother’s house.
My partner was driving our station wagon and our youngsters were singing songs, gleeful that it was Thanksgiving.
All of a abrupt my buddy and I swerved off the road, went through a fence and stopped in the middle of the woods. We were so surprised, my buddy and I were frozen in our seats that it took us awhile until my buddy and I made the choice to go outside of the car to see what had happened. Turns out that my buddy and I had a flat tire, which sent our car to the side of the road. There was a sign that said gas station one mile down the road. We went to the gas station and my buddy and I couldn’t get a mechanic until tomorrow. Across the gas station was a cottage and my buddy and I had to cancel with my mom and spend Thanksgiving in a outdated cottage. We got the keys to our room and it was legitimately sizzling in there. I went to the control device to try to turn the heat down however the control device was stuck! There was nothing my buddy and I could do as the other rooms were not as nice as the one that my buddy and I had. It turns out that the boiler was an open flame boiler. I’ve never dealt with this kind of boiler system although I could see the open flame as I crouched on the ground and looked through a tiny vent. We made the most of it while in that Thanksgiving and opened up the windows to stay cool.
Heating system