A while back, my friend and I got bored. This is never a good thing. She came over to pick me up, told me I was driving, then we took off for Russiaville. From Russiaville we ended up in Burlington (where we noticed they did not have a McDonald’s and therefore should be deleted off the map). We continued driving down the road not really caring where we went as long as it wasn’t back home.
We kept driving, and driving….and driving. Finally, we ended up in Logansport! Now, the last time we took a random road-trip we ended up 7 miles from Logansport before we realized we were running low on gas and needed to get home. This time, we kept going and ended up about 10 minutes outside of Logansport (still hadn’t come across a McDonald’s and I was quickly becoming angry. I was starving dang it!).
Before we could go any further from Logansport, Sierra (my friend) felt vibration under her foot in the passenger seat and had me pull over on a side road. She got out and looked under the car. I got out and checked under the car as well and we saw that a piece of the car was coming off! Naturally we decided it was time to get back home. We piled back into the car and headed back to K-Town where we hung out in my garage until she had to get home.
Oh! Forgot to mention that before we headed to Logansport, we stopped off to explore Burlington/Russiaville and ended up on a bridge. We took some pics, saw some coons (raccoons for you non-southern folk), and had deer attempt to kill us. The deer trying to kill us is nothing new. They try that all the time. I’m telling you there’s a deer conspiracy going on. I know there is!!!
We’re hoping once her car gets fixed, or I manage to get a job and able to buy a car; that we can go on another random road-trip. We miss ‘em. Who knows, maybe our friends will tag along.
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