Day Two-Hundred and Three

The only time I remember riding the Amtrak train was one time to visit April at ETBU. Since then, I have not had any reason to ride the rails. My train ticket was only $28 for Reserved Coach. With $2 that I spent on Dr. Peppers, that was the cheapest trip I have ever taken. The cost of gas alone for driving my truck to Longview is $80! I ate a lot of peanut butter sandwiches and people bought my meals the rest of the time. But is saving money always the number one priority? McGarvey would say no and I am leaning toward that side. The train was scheduled to depart at 8:30, but did not arrive until 10 past 9.

Tonight, I hopped in Karyn's car with her and April to head to the gathering. As we began our trip, I heard a clicking sound. I told them that we should check her tires to see if something was stuck. They did not want there to be anything, so they ignored the sound. As we continued, there was a loud sound as though we had hit a bump. Before getting onto the highway, Karyn pulled into the gas station to see that she had had a blow out. I told April to call Dad and let him know what had happened since they were behind us. Karyn and I worked to get the spare out of her trunk and change the tire. Dad ended up doing a lot of the work as it began to rain. Long story short, we drove to town going 45 mph and made it safely. Karyn said she didn't know what she would have done if I wasn't there, so I want to say thank you to Mr. Matt and my Dad for teaching me how to handle this situation.