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Our car was broken into at our hotel. We tried to drive the last 6 hours with plastic on the windows as it stormed outside (the sound was deafening and we had to yell to speak to one another, pulling over every half hour to readjust plastic with a baby and toddler). At the bottom of the grape vine (L.A. mountain pass), we were in a parking lot for 3 hours as they closed the pass and turned us around. We had to get a hotel in Bakersfield, unable to make the last leg home without a 4 hour detour. And you know what, that stupid lay over in a Doubletree hotel on new years in Bakersfield was the most relaxing and close time I had with my family our whole vacation, it was a blessing in disguise.