Weellllll, we got some adventure right off the bat on this trip. Here's the short version: Due to an unfortunate oversight by a tire company who serviced our vehicle on Monday and shall remain nameless in this post (but will pay their due), we almost lost a wheel or tire or both (forgive me, I am not a mechanic). This loss of lugnuts left us disabled on the side of I-35 between towns in IA…basically, the middle of nowhere, but we did feel blessed that it had not ended in our deaths or the deaths of anyone else traveling on the road with us, if we had indeed lost a tire/wheel.
After sitting for an hour and forty-five minutes, calling and trying to find a tow truck to come get us (including my emergency roadside assistance number on the back of my insurance card….this poor lady told me she could not even locate I-35…oh, good grief!), Trooper Hobart came knocking at our window (honestly, he scared the tar out of me…I mean we're sitting on the side of the interstate in the middle of nowhere and someone knocks on my passenger side window….). Anyway, kind Trooper Hobart found a tow truck to come get us.
Bob showed up with his tow truck about 30 minutes later (2 hours and 15 minutes of sitting on the side of the road, if you're keeping track). And bless his heart, despite a lack of seatbelts, taking 2 different phone calls while driving us, backing up on an entrance ramp and making a u turn in the southbound lanes of I-35, he got us safely to a mechanic, whom he had called ahead of time, who was prepared with the correct lugnuts and stayed open late for us.
This mechanic checked all the lugnuts and quickly fixed the one wheel with broken/missing and/or loose lugnuts in just a matter of minutes and got us back on the road.
All said and done we lost almost 4 hours of driving time today and incurred a number of unexpected costs (which will surely be reimbursed in time); and yet, the boys got to ride in the cab of a big tow truck for the first time. They quite enjoyed this experience. And we are quite appreciative of Trooper Hobart and Bob and the owner of River City Auto & Detailing for all their help today.
Surely, the hand of God was on our back tire today, and I'm sure He was guiding those helpful people to us. We feel blessed and refuse to dwell on the what-ifs.
When I lamented that I had been concerned about the conditions of our tow truck ride, the boys told me it could have been worse….he could have smoked. It's true, and a good way to look at things. It wasn't a hot day; we had plenty of gas and lots of food and drinks in the car (we did eat our lunch in the car on the side of the road today); we had internet access; and no one freaked out during any part of this ordeal; and a deer came out of the trees not far from our car as we waited for the tow truck.
As I was reminded earlier this week, things could always be worse. So, really there's no point in thinking of a worst case scenario because you can just keep topping the worst case with even worse cases, and really what's the point?
And now, we are back on track to get to Texas today.
Texas….where everything is bigger….the people are friendly…and a coke is not always a Coke. Over and out…