Keep on Truckin'

For my last Spring Break, we decided to enjoy our first big roadtrip together. Yes we were officially driving approximately 9hours to the south of "home" for a truck show and to pick out some flooring for the new house.

After sleeping in, I finally got up and around and packed my bags for the trip. It wasn't until Thursday afternoon that we finally had everything loaded into the pickup and we got the pups taken care of. Bailey went to be boarded for the weekend while we dropped off Laila at her Mimi and Pawpaw's house.

1pm- We were on the road, Texas-bound!
1:15pm- We were stopped beside the road, just outside the city.

Mr. Ihaveperfecttiming happened to notice a group of pickup trucks beside the road as we were on the highway. Taking a closer look, he realized it was some of his buddies that were going to the same truck show we were planning on making it to. However, they were supposed to leave that morning and we thought we had missed them.

After waiting for the flat to be changed on one of the trailers, we slipped in between the cars and attached to the caravan.

*SCREECH

Mr. Awesomereflexes slammed on his brakes and veered into the median while the cars in front of and behind us came to a 70-0 hault. So much so, that many of the cars experienced near-death accidents around us. Luckily, my safe driver had quick enough reflexes and smarts to pull away from traffic when everyone was stopped.

A few miles down the road, we stopped at a nearby gas station with everyone. Thus, we grabbed a barbeque-burrito from the convenience store for our brunch. Surprisingly enough, it wasn't all that bad. Now, I won't say that a burrito purchased from underneath a heat lamp that was cooked who-knows-when is "great", but it was pretty good on an empty belly.

Once we loaded back into the truck, it was off to Texas!

JUST KIDDING...

As the leader of the pack started speeding 80mph, we started to lose the croud with the rest of the people that didn't want to get pulled over. After making it through construction, we had made it close to Ardmore when we received the phone call.

"Dude, you have to turn around."

The leader had received notice that one of the trucks had started to burn up their motor by pulling a trailer and we were the only truck that didn't have a trailer attached to the back of us. So, we took the off-ramp and turned to the on-ramp going the opposite direction of Texas.

20miles later we pulled onto the scenic route where the truck and trailer was waiting. Little did we know that the driver was going to be taking his truck back to Missouri while the 3 passengers were coming with us...and that he would meet us back in Oklahoma on Sunday evening after the show to pick them and the trailer up. Since we hadn't really planned on staying for the whole show, this put us between a pretty large rock and really hard place.

The passengers did their best to hook on with the trailer hitch, but it wasn't going to last long without replacing it. Then, the journey began.

Stop#1 Gas station...no luck
Stop#2 Flying J, truck stop...no hitch
Stop#3 Wal-mart, really rude mechanic, and a brand new hitch

Back on the road, we made it across the border into Texas a mere 4hours from leaving the city.

Then, we had to stop for one of the trucks behind us to go to the restroom. (This made for the 7th stop so far)

Texas traffic = no fun. However, the sunset was beautiful at our 8th stop, Willie's Place. The convenience store was adorned with Willie Nelson albums, beef jerky, and faux hair-braids. After enjoying half of a Butterfinger just minutes before in the truck, I passed on getting something to eat (bad idea). We checked everything and refilled the transmission fluid for one of the guys behind us.
Waco, TX+construction=dead stop traffic for hours...

Pitch black+behind schedule= bypassing traffic by using detour not listed on GPS.

10:55pm "Arrive at final destination"

Too bad we were starving, they locked the gates on the campgrounds so we couldn't leave, we didn't bring a tent (since we were going to stay in Austin the first night and pick one up later), and we were attached to 6 people that we knew nothing about besides their nicknames. Yes, we had gotten ourselves in a pickle.

Luckily, one of the guys had an extra tent. Another guy had an air mattress, and we had brought our sleeping bags and pillows. We were all set for the night. As the rest of the group cooked their chicken that night, we whispered to each other about the predicament we were in and fell asleep worried about the weekend ahead of us.