Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Oklahoma to Boulder, Colorado: Day 5 (35 days in dog-days)


Oklahoma to Boulder, Colorado:   Day 5



I’ll be honest.  I’m scared out of my mind.  We are in Oklahoma, where the wind apparently comes with whips down the range.  Tornadoes come here, too.  To be safe, I will sleep in an area of shelter.



I have been told that today is the last day I have to be in the car.  I don’t think I can do it.  I’m beyond bored and I’m still having anxiety about rumble bars.  I don’t want to be left behind, however.  My parents have left the hotel room, which concerns me.  The car is still in front of the room so I guess I’ll keep my eye on it.  If it moves I’m going to freak out.




I thought I had a pretty good handle on the world until day.  I thought rumble bars where the scariest thing that I’d encounter while I was riding in the backseat.  Now I know that cattle guards are worse and I will be riding on someone’s lap each time we cross one.   I will try to soothe my anxiety one more time with the stupid peanut butter and treat stuffed thing my dad bought me.





Holy crap!  What the @$!#  is that?!!  It is right outside the car!  What is the deal here?  Am I expected to protect everyone? Or  is it every dog for themselves?  Regardless, I’ll be cowering in the backseat until we hit another cattleguard.




Now my parents want to go for a little hike.  Seriously?  Have they seen what’s out there?  There are big woolly things with horns that smell like beef jerky.  I can say for certain that they ARE NOT scared of me.





It’s official.  I’m never getting out of the car again.






Where did all the trees go?  What happens when I have to pee?





Still not in Colorado.  I’m given melatonin so I can relax.  I may be too tired to stand up but I’m still going to lay in the backseat and freak out about rumble bars, cattle guards, buffalo, prairie dogs, deer,  Texas longhorns, the lack of trees, and the thought that we are never going to get wherever it is we are going.




Only 4 hours left and there are still no trees.  I’ve been holding it since Hollis, Oklahoma.

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