Tudors serves homemade, southern breakfast specials for anyone and everyone. Their mouth watering biscuits are to die for. They are made for people on the go, so we ordered five and spun out back onto the highway. We had left at four o 'clock, and I practically live for my beauty sleep; so I slept for the first three to four hours. When I awakened, we were stuck in one of the largest traffic jams I have ever witnessed in my lifetime. Over the years my grandfather 's driving abilities have deteriorated, this irritates and frustrates my grandmother. She complains that he refused to let her drive, especially since he is the reason we are going to the clinic. Once we passed the car wreck causing a mile long stop, we continued on to the main streets of …show more content…
My grandmother yells at him for turning down the wrong street, but he testifies that he knows where he is going. My cousins and I chuckle as our grandma rolls her eyes. After a few miniature naps, we have found our way to the glorious hospital that I one day hope to attend. Beside the many parking lots is a long, rectangular garden filled with thousands of small rocks. On top of the small rocks are rather large rocks that form lines all the way down to the clinic. In front of the hospital is a broad ballet circle. In the middle of the circle is an enormous glass fountain surrounded by millions of pebbles. My cousins and I lust over the fancy Cadillacs, Mercedes, and Corvettes that are parked around the circle. One day, I too will own an expensive