Well to begin with I should tell you that Erica and I made it safely to Ottawa, but now let the story begin.
We were traveling down highway number two (which goes on forever in the states!) and we had been going about three hours with only seeing two small very deserted looking towns. As we were going up a hill my very beautiful well kept car started making this funny noise and shaking. I looked in the rear view mirror to see a billowing cloud of smoke following us. So I pulled over to the side of the road and popped the hood. Erica and I got out and used our great mechanical knowledge to our advantage and determined that my engine smelt of burning parts. As well there was a big puddle of liquid under my car. Luckily there was a house across the highway so we walked over to ask for help, the first house was deserted so we went the the next house. This house had all these wind chimes and it was pitch black so we were a little freaked out but knocked anyways. Luckily it was a very nice lady that lived there so she called the tow truck for us. So we got a tow into a town called Iron River about two miles away. After we dropped the car off at the shop the tow truck dude drove us to one of the two motels in the town. As we were checking in a young guy came in asking if there was a room available. We found out that we had just got the last room in the whole town, how cool is that! (ok well it was cool for us but definitely not for the poor guy who had to drive to the next town to find a place to stay)
So the next morning we woke up and called the repair shop to get the download, and boy was it good! My beautiful Skylark Buick (her name is....or was Lilly) transmission broke and needed to be replaced. It however was going to cost more to repair her that than I had paid for her. So I decided to leave Lilly in Iron River to better serve the people there. So now Erica and I are stranded in the middle of nowhere with no transportation. We headed over to the the garage to talk to the people there. They gladly helped us find a flight leaving from a town an hour away and heading to Ottawa. Next on our agenda was to get transportation to the town with the airport. Well what do you know they were willing to drive us there! So we took our overnight bags from the hotel back to the shop, in the rain. Yes I said rain, you know in the movies when everything imaginable has gone wrong and then it starts to rain? That was us but this story is no where near being over. I should now mention that my car was packed full, and by full I mean that there would have been no way another person could have fit in even if we really wanted to. So now the dilemma was how do I get all my stuff to fit on a plane. So I decided to give away some of my stuff to lighten the load. So I'm running around this car garage asking people if they want my hanger, bedding, canvas, basketball and so on. Ok so my next dilemma was I had packed all my stuff in boxes and I needed to get all my stuff on a plane so I asked the people where I could buy luggage. Their reply was: no where in Iron River. Then this guy named Dennis was like "I have some luggage you can use if you'll send it back once you get there." What!?! Ok I'll take it thanks!!!!! So we headed off to Marquette (I believe that was the name) and got a room at the Holiday Inn. The best part of this hotel was that it had a shuttle service that went strait to the airport. So since our flight was at six in the morning I called and asked if they could pick us up at four thirty so we would have time to catch our flight. So four thirty rolls around and they aren't there. I called and no one answered....wonderful. So then the hotel was like oh well we could get our maintenance guy to drive you. So we got to the airport and got in line to check in. I give them our confirmation number to find out that our flight wasn't paid for. It turns out that my Visa limit was well below the cost of our tickets so I had to call and get them to change the limit of my card. As you can probably guess the Visa people weren't open until seven and since our flight was at six this wouldn't work very well. They wouldn't take my Debt card, or allow us to use our parents Visa cards. So we had no way of paying for the flight, but then I remembered that I had a check book and guess what they took it!!!!! So by this point it was after six but praise God the flight was delayed.....for two hours which meant we missed our connecting flight in Detroit. The airline was very good though and they instantly re booked us a flight for a later time which just meant that we had to wait in Detroit for about three hours. By the time we got on the plane to Ottawa we were praying that we wouldn't crash into an ocean because with our luck we weren't sure what would happen, but God was faithful once again and we made it safe and sound.
So that is the end of our journey hope you liked it because we find it quite hilarious now and we are contemplating making a movie about it. Although I'm sure there is one almost exactly like it out there! Oh and don't be expecting many entries this long because you will get disappointed.
Missing you all, Kendra
We were traveling down highway number two (which goes on forever in the states!) and we had been going about three hours with only seeing two small very deserted looking towns. As we were going up a hill my very beautiful well kept car started making this funny noise and shaking. I looked in the rear view mirror to see a billowing cloud of smoke following us. So I pulled over to the side of the road and popped the hood. Erica and I got out and used our great mechanical knowledge to our advantage and determined that my engine smelt of burning parts. As well there was a big puddle of liquid under my car. Luckily there was a house across the highway so we walked over to ask for help, the first house was deserted so we went the the next house. This house had all these wind chimes and it was pitch black so we were a little freaked out but knocked anyways. Luckily it was a very nice lady that lived there so she called the tow truck for us. So we got a tow into a town called Iron River about two miles away. After we dropped the car off at the shop the tow truck dude drove us to one of the two motels in the town. As we were checking in a young guy came in asking if there was a room available. We found out that we had just got the last room in the whole town, how cool is that! (ok well it was cool for us but definitely not for the poor guy who had to drive to the next town to find a place to stay)
So the next morning we woke up and called the repair shop to get the download, and boy was it good! My beautiful Skylark Buick (her name is....or was Lilly) transmission broke and needed to be replaced. It however was going to cost more to repair her that than I had paid for her. So I decided to leave Lilly in Iron River to better serve the people there. So now Erica and I are stranded in the middle of nowhere with no transportation. We headed over to the the garage to talk to the people there. They gladly helped us find a flight leaving from a town an hour away and heading to Ottawa. Next on our agenda was to get transportation to the town with the airport. Well what do you know they were willing to drive us there! So we took our overnight bags from the hotel back to the shop, in the rain. Yes I said rain, you know in the movies when everything imaginable has gone wrong and then it starts to rain? That was us but this story is no where near being over. I should now mention that my car was packed full, and by full I mean that there would have been no way another person could have fit in even if we really wanted to. So now the dilemma was how do I get all my stuff to fit on a plane. So I decided to give away some of my stuff to lighten the load. So I'm running around this car garage asking people if they want my hanger, bedding, canvas, basketball and so on. Ok so my next dilemma was I had packed all my stuff in boxes and I needed to get all my stuff on a plane so I asked the people where I could buy luggage. Their reply was: no where in Iron River. Then this guy named Dennis was like "I have some luggage you can use if you'll send it back once you get there." What!?! Ok I'll take it thanks!!!!! So we headed off to Marquette (I believe that was the name) and got a room at the Holiday Inn. The best part of this hotel was that it had a shuttle service that went strait to the airport. So since our flight was at six in the morning I called and asked if they could pick us up at four thirty so we would have time to catch our flight. So four thirty rolls around and they aren't there. I called and no one answered....wonderful. So then the hotel was like oh well we could get our maintenance guy to drive you. So we got to the airport and got in line to check in. I give them our confirmation number to find out that our flight wasn't paid for. It turns out that my Visa limit was well below the cost of our tickets so I had to call and get them to change the limit of my card. As you can probably guess the Visa people weren't open until seven and since our flight was at six this wouldn't work very well. They wouldn't take my Debt card, or allow us to use our parents Visa cards. So we had no way of paying for the flight, but then I remembered that I had a check book and guess what they took it!!!!! So by this point it was after six but praise God the flight was delayed.....for two hours which meant we missed our connecting flight in Detroit. The airline was very good though and they instantly re booked us a flight for a later time which just meant that we had to wait in Detroit for about three hours. By the time we got on the plane to Ottawa we were praying that we wouldn't crash into an ocean because with our luck we weren't sure what would happen, but God was faithful once again and we made it safe and sound.
So that is the end of our journey hope you liked it because we find it quite hilarious now and we are contemplating making a movie about it. Although I'm sure there is one almost exactly like it out there! Oh and don't be expecting many entries this long because you will get disappointed.
Missing you all, Kendra
4 comments:
Wow! What a journey -- only one bit of wasted prayer: there's no ocean between Detroit and Ottawa, just a REALLY BIGGGG lake! :) You sure can see God's hand in the activities, though. Does this mean Erica has to stay with you?
We'll keep you in our prayers and look forward to hearing more of your adventures.
I have dear friends (besides you) who just moved to Ottawa this summer. I'm hoping to visit in November. Would I be able to see you? take you to dinner? bring you some stuff to replace what you gave away?
Hi Kendra,
Just read your blog at school. It must have been quite an experience. Hope all is well now.
How long did Erica stay with you.
Did you get the E-mail I sent you from Winnipeg?
Keng,
Unbelievable story... we are thankful for God's faithfulness! Erica made it home and we are all missing you like crazy already! I'll be praying for you as you begin this new chapter. Love u bunches, r :)
Robin
Wow Kendra! sounds like your having quite the adventure already. I hope everything has settled down and your getting everything in order. Im sad to see your poor car bite the dust but coincidentally the same mechanical failure happend to my friends exact car.... sooooo hmmmm anywho! You missed out on Global's little flood where $16,000 worth of 8300s were destroyed but at least im not the only one having fun with the rain! Good luck Kendra! i can't wait to read the next one
Take care
Pete
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