Heat, and More Heat

I got home from my trip to Missouri a few hours ago. It was a fantastic weekend, and there's lots of good stories to tell, but you'll have to wait until I recover from my heat stroke.

I couldn't escape the sun today. The drive didn't go according to plan because the vehicle situation was... um... absolutely miserable.

My truck, aka White Lightning, doesn't have air conditioning. I bought it in Wyoming, and I didn't need A/C there, but here in Oklahoma you can't survive the summer without it. Thankfully, my parents let my drive one of their extra cars in the summer, and it's A/C is fantastically frigid.

On Friday I packed up their 91 Honda, and filled her up with gas. ($60 to fill up an Accord is still unbelievable to me by the way) I hit the road, and got about 45 minutes into my trip when the car started making bad noises... very bad noises. I had to turn around and go back home.

Like hell if I was going to miss my trip though, so the only other option was to take my truck. My truck that doesn't have A/C, and needed a jump because it hadn't been started in months.

I arrived at Carie's house, five hours later, wet with sweat, sunburned on my left side, windblown, dirty, smelling like exhaust, and feeling completely gross. This was not the first impression I wanted to make. She was so sweet and understanding though, she handed me an ice cold Corona. I loved her immediately.

I knew that my drive home was going to suck, and believe me it did. It was hotter today, and there were no clouds. I got a nice sunburn yesterday on the river, and got another sunburn on top of it today, but only on my left side. I'm blistered, and feeling stupid for not thinking about sunscreen.

I felt nauseous when I got home. It's possible that I've never been that hot in my life. I soaked in a cold bath, took a pain pill, and crashed on my right side for a nap the couch.

I'm feeling better now, but don't touch me, because I might have to kill you.