Erin's mom here. I'm going to take a stab at telling you about Erin and Scouts first day on the road. I'm not as funny or as colorful as Erin is, so just imagine Erin telling it.
Monday: Erin calls me in the morning to say they woke up to a flat tire on the "vintage" trailer. They had been told it would need tires so they had all of them replaced. What's another few hundred when you've come this far.
Ring...ring, 2nd call: Mom, you're not going to believe this dip shit that just passed us like a bat out of hell in the middle of the road, not even a lane!!!! He threw a big rock up and shattered the wind shield!!! So what do they do??? They go after the guy!!! Driving down a country road hauling a "vintage" trailer with six dogs, a turtle & a baby. Well, thankfully they didn't catch him. You never know what those rednecks are packing. Uh....sorry Scout. Nothing personal.
Ring, ring, ring 3rd call: Erin is hysterical, crying and all I make out is the word dead...For a moment I panic and freak out and my co-workers are wondering what the hey. Erin ends up yelling at me "The turtle is dead" , she's sobbing now. "I fried her to death!!!" She berates herself over and over, saying how rotten she is, how bad she feels, "I hope it was quick"!!!!!! They had pulled over to get a soda out of the trailer and that's when Erin saw that Jalapeno was a goner. It had just gotten too hot in the "vintage" trailer.
Later....another call, Erin is better and can talk now. I asked her if they had a roadside burial. "Well, she says....I put her under someones mailbox." Won't someone be happy when they pick up their mail after this turtle has rotted for awhile. Stinky!!!!
The rest of the afternoon passed quietly. I hear from her about an hour from Amarillo where they are going to stop at a KOA. Great...I can rest and go to sleep. Ring, ring, RING...it's 11:30 pm my time. "Mom"??? Yes Erin..." We were pulling into the KOA site and Scout hit the water hook up and broke it. We've tryed to shut the water off but it won't stop. There's water all over, flooding...what do you think we should do??" I'm sure you are asking yourself like I was at the time...why are you calling me? Erin says, "Do you think I should tell them in the morning? Do you think they will charge me?" If they had stopped at Walmart like I suggested!!!! we'd all be sleeping!!! So I tell her there's nothing they can do now....go to bed.
Next day: Everything turned out okay. She told me some guy tryed to help her find an emergency number last night but couldn't. Erin went in to report it, it had already been fixed. She never had to fess up that they did it. She actually looked like the hero who tryed to fix it.
Last I talked to her they weren't too far from Colorado Springs. They hope to go househunting tomorrow. I'm sure I will hear where they parked the "vintage trailer" with the six dogs, one less turtle and the baby.