My bucket list has a hole in it

That's the title Cliff suggested for an entry about our vacation.  One entry at a time, I will tell you about a series of "Murphy's Law" incidents that I still cannot believe, even though I lived through them.
In the course of eight days, there were four nights that we couldn't get a room of any kind in the areas we were visiting.
We put Cliff's XM radio in the car before we left home so we could have music uninterrupted by commercials.  Somewhere in Nebraska it stopped working, and never worked again.  We now think it's the car radio that has the problem (XM radio plays through the car radio), since we can't get any stations on it.  
We had to use the tent we only took along for emergencies.  The second night we had to sleep in it, it rained.  By the third day, it soured and mildewed and we threw it out.  
The air mattress we bought last summer sprung a leak and we had to air it up three times nightly during the two nights we used it.  Two days later it soured and mildewed in the trunk, and we threw it away .
The GPS didn't work properly in Canada.  
Thanks to someone we trusted writing us a hot check before we left, our checking account ended up with a $450 negative balance.  Way to ruin a vacation.  I am really hoping they didn't do it on purpose and will make it right. 
In two places we planned to spend a night, there were huge events that had every motel filled for miles around.  
I'm sure there is more, but you can see why I will have a lot of entries about our vacation. 

Cliff's brother and his wife had intended to go along with us on this trip and help with the cost of gasoline.  God was watching out for them and us, because if they had gone, we wouldn't be speaking to one another by now.  There were times Cliff and I wondered if our marriage would survive the trip.
Stay tuned.