The Trip to the Airport

The first part of any vacation, trip or adventure is getting there. Most would overlook the trip to the airport as any part of the vacation, but Nat and I definitely started our vacation there. It became one of the most memorable parts of the entire trip, as well as dangerous.
As we were going up Interstate 15 the car started acting weird. It felt as if we were going over loose asphalt or rumble strips when in fact the newly paved road had no nicks or bumps in it at all. Both of us were thinking this was odd when the car suddenly started shaking. The shaking got worse and worse until finally it became difficult to control. Looking over at Nat, who was driving, I saw him struggle with the wheel trying to keep us going as straight as possible. Due to the construction, there was no shoulder for us to pull off on, so we exited as soon as possible and parked on the off ramp.
What we saw next made me laugh and Nat put his hands on his head in amazement. The front right tire looked as if it had gone through a shredder! We considered changing it ourselves, something neither of us had ever done before, but realized the hubcaps were locked in place and we didn't have the key to get the wheel off. Fortunately right across the street from where we parked was a gas station where we made calls to family members for help (thanks Dad!). While calling, we looked out the window and across the street from the gas station was a Tire Center! We then walked back to the car and brought it to the center to get the tire changed, which they did free of charge!
We then commenced to the airport, and even arrived a little early!

The Second Flight

For the previous few weeks, Nat and I had been counting down the days to when we were to leave to Illinois. Finally, the day comes. I wake at 8:00am to finish packing. We were to leave at 8pm, which gave me time to take my American Heritage test and finish my art assignment before the trip. However, at about 8:30am I get a knock at the door. It's Nat, standing there with an embarrassed face. I knew what he was going to ask.
"Christine?"
"What?"
"Guess what I just did..."
I go through the regular list of guesses; Locked the keys in the car? Ran the car out of gas? Crashed the car? Forgot to shave?
"No, the flight was yesterday at 8pm."
Laughing as I usually do at these kinds of situations, I did my best to make it so the situation didn't end up being an awkward one, assuring him that I was fine with whatever happens. We got tickets for later that afternoon and started on our way to the airport.
I hope Nat posts his side of the story. It is a LOT more eventful. :)

Fateful Trip that Inspired It All

This weekend (Friday March 18, 2011 - Monday March 21, 2011) was the trip that inspired this blog. Full of frightening situations, laughter and excitement, my trip East was anything but boring. A special thank you to the Mooth Family who made my adventure possible and who demonstrated amazing patience with me as I stayed with them, especially for Nathanael, who's funny accidents and mistakes made this trip as eventful as one could ever dream.
I love you guys! I hope to see you again, and soon!
With Love,
Christine