Off to Sweden!
So, we are supposed to already be in Sweden. But after playing the Outlaw Snowdown (again this year, one of the best times of my life) we had some troubles on Wolf Creek Pass. I was feeling super proud of myself being able to get up at 4 am to make sure we got to the airport on time but just as I was dozing off on our way through the mountains I heard Ben say, “Uh oh. Worst case scenario.” Apparently we had a flat tire. Actually a shredded, mangled, flat tire…..
Todd made several phone calls (“Well, we’re as safe as you can be on the side of a mountain” was repeated throughout) and we got a tow out of there, replaced the tire with our spare aaannnnd….it started almost falling off. So we’re sitting in a parking lot of a closed tire repair shop when an old man walks over and tells us to follow him as he knew where we could get it fixed. This is where I started to feel like I was in a horror movie…But he turned out to be a benign fellow and not the serial killer I took him for (sorry dude….) He gave us the phone number for a dude who could fix our tire and and after some negotiation he came out and fixed us up. We were off! But sadly missed our flight and the rescheduled one. FINALLY heading out today.
So, there you have it. I know nothing about cars or tires and I don’t even drive so forgive my horrid description of what makes things go wrong with the thingy ma doos on cars. SEE YOU ON THE ROAD!