It’s been super busy the last week, so there weren’t too many updates to this blog. This is not because it’s dying, though (I know I hate when that happens)! The main reason for continued hope is that Bunky got back this weekend from her summer internship. When it’s just me in the house, it always seems like going out is more trouble than it’s worth, and I had a hard time convincing myself to go and do something out of the ordinary. Because of that, there weren’t that many things worth writing about. You know, aside from the piece of junk car breaking down. However, I told myself that when Bunky got back we’d probably have all kinds of adventures. I was correct.
I was supposed to grab Bunky on Saturday at Norfolk Airport, which I’d never been to. Plus, because I didn’t want to risk breaking down in an unfamiliar place (I’ve become desensitized to breaking down in familiar places…), I rented a car. Or so I thought. Even though I had called about a week ahead of time to reserve a compact car, they were out of them when I got there. So I ended up with a Dodge Dakota that had a backseat…
I’d never driven a truck before, so I wasn’t too pleased about this. I got in the vehicle and it was so large that I felt like I was in a limo. Unfortunately, the beast handled like a torpid turtle with a really large rear end. Did I mention that Hurricane Charlie was passing through at the time? It was the perfect weather for trying something new. Visibility was zero, and there was tons of hydroplaning fun on my drive. There were also flooded areas in the dips in the road, so I probably looked like I was on one of those log flume water park rides. Good thing I was in a big, heavy, tall hunk of gas-guzzling American steel (I later found that $10 wouldn’t even fill a quarter of the gas tank up, and I had used half a tank in 2 days driving T_T).
In spite of all the obstacles, I found Norfolk Airport to be very nice. It wasn’t that large, and it was near all these pretty trees and water. The signs were well laid out, and it was easy to find. Good thing I liked it, because I then had to spend the next hour waiting in the airport only to find that all flights into Norfolk had been cancelled. So then I had to drive back home in even worse hurricane conditions.
Anyway, it was definitely a real adventure as I got to visit a new airport, drive a truck for the first time, and debut my hurricane driving skillz. The experience was annoying, but I suppose it was a confidence booster.
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