July 6, 2007

July 6, 2007

2nd last night with Mike

The calls were made; the location and time were set up. Mike would be going home with our youth group tomorrow. We would meet at a rest stop near a junction between our two highways. It was the fastest, cheapest option Mike had for getting home for his job interview.
This wouldn’t be our first time saying goodbye to Mike. He left the crew earlier on the trip, but with a little less warning. This time we had time to hang out and do things other than fixing Helen, unlike Mike’s departure from Tulsa.
We woke up around noon and had a delicious Brat breakfast with plenty of Sam’s Choice Cola. After a team vote we decided to grill inside the Winnebago. The sun was hot in the parking lot, so we stayed inside. For a while the smell of brats masked the odor of fireworks and dirty clothes. That didn’t last to long. That was the first meal of the day we would splurge on. After brunch we hit the road. It was on the road where we broke out more fireworks. A few more burns and the first blood drawn when Luke got drilled between the eyes with a bottle-rocket lit by Mike. It was really funny for the rest of us, but Luke wasn’t laughing so much.
We drove to the nearest Wal-Mart to our youth-group rest stop rendezvous. From there we walked to a nearby Sonic to eat dinner. Two real meals in one day, we ate well. It almost hurt to take my wallet out twice in 24hours but the food tasted good.
After Sonic we headed back to the Bago, where we chilled for a while. A lot of phone calls home were made. A car drove up and two girls invited us to a party nearby. First impressions told me that it wasn’t going to be our kind of party, so we declined the offer. Our kind of party was going on inside the Bago, and we were content with staying there for the night. In the morning we would drive to the rest stop, drop off Mike, and keep heading North for Nebraska and maybe South Dakota. We’ll see what happens.

Winnebago Guys, from the desk of Aaron Tubergen
Colby, Kansas