Hello and welcome to part 24 of our journey through North Carolina.
Okay folks, what’s an adventure without a touch of real life drama added? I think we would all agree our preference would be to have everything flow smoothly and not experience those occasional challenges that jump up out of seemingly nowhere to let us know life isn’t always perfect.
It was late one evening after a wonderfully full day of exciting moments when we stopped at one of those mega gas stations scattered across the USA. At first, we were going to go inside and grab a bite to eat so we un-rolled the windows a bit so Emma would be comfortable but then realized we should take her for a quick walk first. So, we put Emma’s leash on and locked and closed the van suddenly realizing the keys were still in the ignition in the run position. Have any of you reading this ever done something like this or are we the first? Almost immediately we looked at each other with that, ah poop, look etched on our faces. The first reaction was, how could this happen? Then almost as quickly as that thought hit it was replaced with, why couldn’t it happen? No amount of beating ourselves up would get the door unlocked so we turned our thoughts to figuring out how to get back in. We knew if we called our road assistance program it would have taken them hours to get there and when they did arrive the vehicle battery was sure to be dead from being left on the entire time. So, into the mega station we went looking for something long and flexible to reach in the window, which thank God, we had left partially open, to attempt to unlock the van.
Inside the store we found just what we thought would do the trick so we rushed back to Daisy to gallantly open the doors. Well, it didn’t happen that way. The tool we bought was about 8 inches too short and way too flexible. As I was hopelessly attempting to stuff my hand further through the window and mentally grow the piece of metal the needed 8 inches more, I looked over my shoulder only to see Audrey picking up a broken tree limb from a nearby tree. I was thinking to myself, it’s an odd time to be thinking of toasting marshmallows but when she handed it to me and said, try this, I exclaimed ah.
So, with my big hand grasping the stick and again squeezing through the narrow opening while Audrey was on the opposite side of the van peering in the window guiding me toward the button, our quest continued. In hindsight, the funniest part of this ordeal was watching Emma bouncing around thinking this was some crazy new game of fetch the stick with a different twist. As we continued our efforts suddenly we heard a click. Wonderingly and sheepishly I pulled the door handle and to our delight and surprise the door opened. What a relief and what a joy. Now the mantra each time we get out of the van is “DO YOU HAVE THE KEYS”? Oh well, a happy ending to a great day. Lesson learned… next time make sure we bring the second set of keys instead of leaving them home.
Well this is it for today. We hope you come back and see how the trip unfolds as we share more of the USA Through Our Eyes. Until then be safe.