Is This Our Hotel?

When I was in high school my family and I went on vacation to Aruba for a week. While we were there we had rented a mini van so we could drive around the island and go wherever we wanted, whenever we wanted. Somehow my Grandpa decided that he was the one who would always be in charge of driving wherever we went. One night we all decided that we wanted to eat dinner at this seafood restaurant that was about 15 minutes from our hotel. We all got in the van and started to head toward the restaurant, with my Grandpa driving of course. We made it to the restaurant perfectly fine, but the ride back to our hotel was a little different. It was now dark outside and there weren't many street lights on the roads in Aruba. My Grandpa was driving pretty fast and we came to a curve in the road. He didn't realize that the road was curving so sharply, and he just kept driving straight. We drove over a curb and landed in the middle of a lawn of grass. The van came to a stop and everyone was screaming. As we were driving over the curb, I had seen from the corner of my eye, one of our hub caps fly off, so when the van stopped, I immediately jumped up and got out of the van. I ran outside and picked it up off the ground. There was a security guard standing outside the van and asked if we were all okay. Everyone was. While standing outside I realized that we had landed in the front of a hotel, but of course it wasn't ours. I got back inside the van and everyone asked what I had just done, and I told them how somehow I saw the hub cap fly off, and I wanted to go get it. We all calmed down, and my Dad decided that it would be a better idea for him to drive us all back to the hotel, so my Grandpa and him switched seats and my Dad drove very slowly back to the hotel. It was a pretty scary trip back from the restaurant, but it will definatly be a story that my family will never forget.