Thanksgiving
For Thanksgiving this year we went up to a little fishing town called St. Louis for the weekend. What should have been a nice leisurely 3 1/2 drive turned into an all day affair. About 2 hours out of town we had a blow out on the back drivers side tire. We stopped and changed it and took some nice touristy pictures and were on our way again. The spare did not look real great and we were a little worried about but we said that we either needed a lot of faith or a lot of stupidity to continue on (now with no spare). David said he had plenty of stupidity and Vern (our missionary friend) had the faith part covered. Just as we were talking about this (5 minutes after changing the tire) we had a second blowout. Now we had no spare and we were in a bit of a bind. Vern called one of the missionaries who lives near where we broke down. He came out and picked up Vern and our two blown tires and they were off to go get some new tires. While they were gone we waited on the side of the road for about 3 hours. It actually was kind of nice to get to know the people we were traveling with a little better. We finally got everything ready to go and headed off for the second half of the trip. We arrived in St. Louis that night and had a great time grilling out at the beach then we watched a movie and went to bed. The next day we went to a pool for the day and had a great time before leaving that evening for Dakar.