Out here in Virginia, there is a highway called the Beltway. It goes in a circle from DC to Virginia to Maryland. It's like the tri-state/DCMetro area connector and has various highways that connect to it. It's very intimidating. Nothing like highway 101. The thing about not having a car this summer is that I didn't even have to worry about driving that monster because well, how would I?
(Pause in the story to start a new story, I promise they'll connect at some point)
I met this amazing woman through the family I'm staying with. She was going to have a baby (scheduled C-Section) and needed a sitter for their sweet little boy during that time. So of course I offered to help out.
(Here is where I do my magic and connect the stories)
The family offered me a car this past weekend because I would be coming over 3 times and they have this extra Toyota Highlander. It's an amazing car, my dream car actually. It's name is the Crusher. Yeah!! Oh and no AC. Ha! Who needs AC in the middle of July in Va? Not me, that's for sure.
So I got this car,but I had to go on the Beltway to get to the awesome families' house. I got dropped off by my host family, I babysat for a few hours, then I hopped in the Crusher to go home. I had printed out driving directions and was set to go. But, I started out the wrong way out of the driveway. Then I hopped on the highway, and merged onto the Beltway (ps DC drivers are mean). I kinda knew how to get home, but I didn't have directions because I blew them the second I left the driveway. So, I just started going. And praying. I got off on the exit of a street I recognized and went right. I went a really long way then realized I should have gone left. So I got gas, the crusher was low, and turned around. I got back to where I needed to be and accidentally got on the Beltway again, though I don't know how. I went up an exit and then back to where I needed to be and started on the home stretch. I ended up only making one more mistake before getting home.
I'm waiting out nap time right now, I gave the keys back this morning when I got here. The crusher is back and I know he won't give up our secrets of lost-ness. It was a good time. Mom and dad will be home with new baby boy in a matter of hours and I don't think I'll be romping up and down the beltway alone any time soon. But, if I had to, I totally could.
I am learning to seek adventure. But what's more, I'm learning not to fear it. Chances are, l'll survive most anything God gives me to do. At least all but one thing. I just don't think that thing will be 495 West to who knows where.
The Crusher!!