It was a long ride from Maryland, to Kansas, to Colorado, and eventually to south Texas this week. We had plenty of time to do it and that made it okay. We even had time to spend nearly a whole day at our storage trailer in Englewood, Ohio swapping out our winter stuff for more summer things. While I was okay with leaving the winter coats, hats, and gloves behind, I had to convince Jorge that we still needed a few warm blankets. Good thing because we've been using them most of the week.
We found ourselves in Kansas City for Easter Sunday morning. We picked out a church to attend but needless to say there was no room for a loaded semi-truck and trailer in their parking lot. It didn't quite seem right that we couldn't get to church afterall. Instead, we spent the day day driving thru one of the most boring states (in my humble opinion) ~Kansas. We made our first delivery there on Monday morning and were in Denver, Colorado for the second delivery by that afternoon. Off to Laredo, Tx for the final stop and we would be done working for the rest of the week.
However, we did experience a true miracle along the way. The road between Denver and Amarillo is one of those deserted highways with a few towns, a lot of deer, and mostly trucks trying to get from Point A to Point B. I drove thru there mysef one night this week and stopped for a couple hours of sleep before Jorge got up and finshed the trip. He stopped at a rest area just north of Lubbock to let Rocky out and as he did, he heard a serious air leak under the truck. Uh oh... time to get online and find the closest repair shop. (What did drivers do back in the day before there was such a thing as the internet and cell phones?) Turns out there was a Volvo dealer about 20 miles down the road. By the time we arrived, there was barely enough air left to drop the trailer and limp the truck to the door of the shop. After all those lonely miles we'd just come across without breaking down, what were the chances of it happening right there? We keep our guardian angels working overtime, don't we? A second miracle happened when they actually got a mechanic to fix it right away, and fairly inexpensively, and off we went down the road.
Jorge is currently spending a couple days south o' the border visiting family and friends while Rocky and I are mostly just hanging out at a hotel here in Brownsville. I got up this morning and decided to get my hair trimmed a bit. That's not exactly what happened though. There was a breakdown in communication, I suppose due to the language barrier. I complimented the little Mexican lady who had started to cut my hair and told her that I liked her haircut. I guess she thought I meant that I would like MY hair cut the same way and she started right in on that. So... I ended up getting it cut alot shorter than I had wanted but oh well... it will be okay for the summer. Note to self ~ always get your hair cut from a person who speaks the same language!
For the past couple of days I'd been complaining that my eye was hurting and Jorge kept telling me to go to the doctor. Yeah, like I have time for that! Well, this morning it was worse and since I had really no excuse, I decided to take Jorge's advice and found an urgent care clinic here in town. Turns out I have a case of pink eye! I don't think I've ever had that before. So now I'm nursing that with some eye drops and warm compresses. I don't even know how long it lasts but I hope it's gone soon. I've got things to do and I don't need this issue.
We're not exactly sure of our exit strategy out of Brownsville yet. There are a couple different options and we'll should find out tomorrow what our next load is and and where it will take us. We'll roll wherever the four winds blow!
We found ourselves in Kansas City for Easter Sunday morning. We picked out a church to attend but needless to say there was no room for a loaded semi-truck and trailer in their parking lot. It didn't quite seem right that we couldn't get to church afterall. Instead, we spent the day day driving thru one of the most boring states (in my humble opinion) ~Kansas. We made our first delivery there on Monday morning and were in Denver, Colorado for the second delivery by that afternoon. Off to Laredo, Tx for the final stop and we would be done working for the rest of the week.
However, we did experience a true miracle along the way. The road between Denver and Amarillo is one of those deserted highways with a few towns, a lot of deer, and mostly trucks trying to get from Point A to Point B. I drove thru there mysef one night this week and stopped for a couple hours of sleep before Jorge got up and finshed the trip. He stopped at a rest area just north of Lubbock to let Rocky out and as he did, he heard a serious air leak under the truck. Uh oh... time to get online and find the closest repair shop. (What did drivers do back in the day before there was such a thing as the internet and cell phones?) Turns out there was a Volvo dealer about 20 miles down the road. By the time we arrived, there was barely enough air left to drop the trailer and limp the truck to the door of the shop. After all those lonely miles we'd just come across without breaking down, what were the chances of it happening right there? We keep our guardian angels working overtime, don't we? A second miracle happened when they actually got a mechanic to fix it right away, and fairly inexpensively, and off we went down the road.
Jorge is currently spending a couple days south o' the border visiting family and friends while Rocky and I are mostly just hanging out at a hotel here in Brownsville. I got up this morning and decided to get my hair trimmed a bit. That's not exactly what happened though. There was a breakdown in communication, I suppose due to the language barrier. I complimented the little Mexican lady who had started to cut my hair and told her that I liked her haircut. I guess she thought I meant that I would like MY hair cut the same way and she started right in on that. So... I ended up getting it cut alot shorter than I had wanted but oh well... it will be okay for the summer. Note to self ~ always get your hair cut from a person who speaks the same language!
For the past couple of days I'd been complaining that my eye was hurting and Jorge kept telling me to go to the doctor. Yeah, like I have time for that! Well, this morning it was worse and since I had really no excuse, I decided to take Jorge's advice and found an urgent care clinic here in town. Turns out I have a case of pink eye! I don't think I've ever had that before. So now I'm nursing that with some eye drops and warm compresses. I don't even know how long it lasts but I hope it's gone soon. I've got things to do and I don't need this issue.
We're not exactly sure of our exit strategy out of Brownsville yet. There are a couple different options and we'll should find out tomorrow what our next load is and and where it will take us. We'll roll wherever the four winds blow!