So, at 1:00 this morning we had a knock on the door of our truck as we were peacefully snoozing away. Of course, it was just as you would expect…a prostitute peddling her wares. Now this doesn’t happen with the frequency that it used to happen to us when we were on the road in the 90’s, however it does still happen. First, it was, “It sure is cold out here. Can I come in and get warm?” When that answer was no, then it was, “Are you sure you don’t want someone to keep you warm?” When that answer was “My wife is already doing that”, it was “Do you have any spare money?” Bless her heart, she just didn’t know when to quit. We just laughed about it and went back to sleep. After all, why get upset with someone trying to make a living?
When the alarm clock rang, it was still doing the misty rainy thing. I think that someone upstairs is trying to prepare us for weather in Seattle.
We have made our way to Council Bluffs, IA and are headed for Rapid City tomorrow. I, for one, hope that the wind dies down because it is quite disconcerting to feel the truck trying to go everywhere on the road except where it is supposed to be.
When the alarm clock rang, it was still doing the misty rainy thing. I think that someone upstairs is trying to prepare us for weather in Seattle.
We have made our way to Council Bluffs, IA and are headed for Rapid City tomorrow. I, for one, hope that the wind dies down because it is quite disconcerting to feel the truck trying to go everywhere on the road except where it is supposed to be.
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