I'm going to be doing a little flash forward flash backwards in this blog post to make it a little exciting, since last night was so weak and since this day is so exciting.
Flash back to 8am this morning:
"Hey guys, we should probably leave pretty early so we don't have to drive back late or anything."
Flash forward to about ten minutes ago at 10:30 pm:
(WARNING, SKIP THIS SECTION IF YOU DO NOT LIKE POTTY HUMOR OR ANYTHING GROSS)
"Oh my gosh guys I just took the best poop of my entire life. I'd been holding it for so long in the car, I felt like it was in my rib cages and it all just came cascading out and demolished that toilet."
(Don't worry gross part is over, you now may continue enjoying)
Flash to the middle of my day:
We went to the beach in Corpus Christi in my roomie's car, since Herman is in the shop and my other roomie's car had her window smashed in yesterday. Already not the best car luck in this group. But anyways, it was a pleasant drive and we jammed out to some cool tunes. Sadly my room mates don't share my passion for country, but luckily I also love the top 40, so I was happy.
We got to the beach and it was amazing, it was this beautiful blue green water and amazing sand with shells littering where we walked. I hadn't been in big quantities of salt water (ocean, gulf, etc) in a long time so I had forgotten quite the feeling of being totally immersed in the salt. We attempted sunscreening but somehow I got a nice patchy back burn, it does not feel good, it was throwback to New Mexico burn from last year, that feels really good right now. We also made sand castles, and an older woman asked me if I had invented the drizzle method, I was flattered but declined the credit. There were also tons and tons of jelly fish in the water, more than I've ever seen outside of the Shedd Aquarium, which is pretty easy to beat since my previous number was zero jelly fish seen in the actual ocean. Then my room mate was actually stung by one! She said it only felt like getting a rubber band snapped on her, which when you think of it, getting stung by a jelly fish is a pretty BA story, so I was a little bit jealous.
So we left the beach and attempted to go to this nifty food joint that Food Network had recommended, but it closed at 2:30, oh shnap, because it was around 4:30 at the time, so we then went to Cracker Barrel (my third time in less than a week, no complaints). The food was delicious, I had chicken and dumplings for the first time and my world was absolutely rocked. Also we brought home tons and tons of left over biscuits, so beautiful Cracker Barrel will be in our thoughts and tummies for a while.
After the Barrel, we decided to head for home. I was settling in in the back seat for a nice two hour nap, when suddenly....
THE LIGHT.
This light came on on my roomie's dash along with the heat dial jumping to very very hot. After consulting someone in the car we decided to pull over because the vehicle was overheating! We pulled up in front of some rando orphanage in the middle of the 104 degree heat and popped the hood to find steam pouring out. After several phone consultations we decided to pour more anti freeze in and wait ten minutes for the thing to cool off, good plan right? So we did just that and patted ourselves on the back for handling that situation so well and being so resourceful. Little did we know,
THE LIGHT
came back on moments after we resumed driving and steam started pouring out from under the hood. We quickly pulled over at a Hertz Equipment Rental shop, and popped the hood and called triple a and took refuge in the air conditioning where we met Louie. Louie offered us water and AC and was generally amazing, you'll see, Louie is a total bro.
After being on the phone with Triple A for about an hour, after they have lost our basic information twice, they tell us that a tow back to San Antonio, with a gold membership, was about $400, since they charged by the mile. We needed an alternative. Louie suggested we call a couple Hertz numbers, and we get a rental car for about $120, everything is on the smooth path to success. We will rent the car, get back to San Antonio and drive my car back to Corpus to pick up the car.
So Louie gave two of us, me included, a ride to the Hertz at CC airport, while the others waited for AAA. The Hertz guy then refused to give us a car under my name because we didn't have a matching credit card. And all of this other ridiculous business but finally we ended up with a car after about an hour with the help of Louie. Then Louie helped get us a better price. Then Louie drove in front of us so we could get back to the Hertz place, and then Louie gave us life advice. Basically Louie is a bro.
So we now have a car stranded in in CC, two hours away from us. A car in the toyota dealer. A car with a broken window. And then a rental car. It's a little bit of a mess.
But the upside of it all is my room mates and I totes bonded because of this lil mini crisis. It was so cool by the end of the day that people knew my humor and understood more about me as a person, just not me as a room mate acquaintance.
Daily Hero: Any guesses... LOUIE. He is da bomb. If you want to know why, then you didn't read this blog post.
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