I had a great title for this post: "Ohio: The land that time forgot". Because I thought we were going to Ohio on Saturday. We ended just stopping just short of the border and spending a few hours in Richmond, Indiana.
(Doesn't it seem like minutes become hours, hours become days, and days become..you know, years when you're traveling through the great state of Ohio?)
We left at 5am and made it to Richmond by 1:30pm. I think. There was a time change. It was confusing.
Coincidentally, Indiana is Scout's ancestral home. He was excited.
We made this trip because ever since we bought a new truck, we've had the older one sitting in our driveway. We don't have a very big driveway. We decided to drive up there, pass it off to Scott's dad who'd meet us halfway, and drive back. We got home at 11pm-ish. It was a long day.
This event, to me, was really the conclusion of our trip from Alaska. We drove that truck from Alaska to Missouri with the intention of buying a new one when we got here, fixing up the old one, and sending it off to Pennsylvania (its ancestral home...after Japan).
Scott bought this 1999 Nissan truck in October 2008, about a month after we started dating. I talked him into it. It was perfect. He desperately needed a truck and this was the best used one we came across. The mileage was low, the price was about $9,000.
At this point, he was in ROTC and I was substitute teaching. Neither of us had any money really, let alone $9,000. This truck was a true investment.
He financed it, and brought it home (and it was paid off within a year or so). Three weeks later, he hit a deer with it and the poor truck spent nearly a month in a body shop. So it goes.
In April of 2009, we drove the truck to Oklahoma, where he was starting training. He drove it back to Pennsylvania in September of that year for our wedding. A week later, we loaded it onto a U-Haul trailer and it traveled to Alaska.
This is where it became our truck. I left my car in Pennsylvania because we could only take one vehicle. When he deployed 4 weeks later, it was my truck. It got me through the Alaskan winter. I cleaned snow and ice off of it countless times. The 4-wheel drive was my lifeline, as I navigated my way through Anchorage, heading to substitute-teaching jobs.
When Scott came back in February 2010, we bought a Hyundai Sonata. It became mine and he still drove that truck. It's been all over the state of Alaska! He was always doing repair work, making sure it ran at its best.
Here it is, photo-bombing a picture in Delta Junction.
And then an actual picture...
For deployment #2, it was my extra vehicle. I drove it when the snow was too deep for my car. My car had studs on the tires, but 4-wheel drive made me feel better when I saw the snow coming down in sheets outside my classroom window. Knowing it'd get me up the hill to our house made me feel better about my commute home. Though, I still remember the really cold days when I'd have to let it run every day for 30 minutes or so because we couldn't fit it in the garage. If the battery died, that would be an inconvenience I really didn't need.
We talked about buying another truck in Alaska. We really should have because there's no taxes there. We just kind of ran out of time. It seems like a dumb excuse, but moving/PCSing is no joke. We truly didn't have a second to spare on car-shopping. So we attached a trailer to the Nissan and drove it to Missouri.
There was a moment in South Dakota where it started to overheat, but luckily that was our only issue. I can't believe it made the trip. It's a 1999 Frontier with waaaay too many miles on it. Scott's taken amazing care of it.
As soon as we arrived here, we bought a new truck- the first new vehicle for either of us, ever. I guess we're grown-ups?
Coincidentally, Saturday was also the anniversary of the day we met and today is the anniversary of our first date. Five long years ago. Next week is our wedding anniversary. Four whole years. We say the contract is up at five. (kidding)
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