Operation: Rescue

So, just over two weeks ago, it was Easter. All the 420/JustBlaze jokes aside, it was a decent day. It was the last full day I had with my editor and we spent all of it sitting around doing nothing, and by doing nothing, I meant caching up on videos he's missed.

What I had intended to do for that day was write the following, but I didn't because laziness.

two years prior, while I was still living in new Mexico with my parents, this Easter happened.

I forget why, but my mother was out of town for the weekend and my father had to go up to Colorado to retrieve the vehicle that my sister broke (or something like that, it was broken and fixed like a million times and once again broke about two weeks after she got it). So my dad went back to get it. He had planned to be back before Sunday and we were going to go to the Easter brunch that the military base always hosts.

I remember I was watching The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya at the time when my dad called. He said that he was sorry, and wasn't going to be able to go to brunch with me because his truck broke down. What had happened was that while towing the vehicle my sister broke, his transmission failed and had to get towed back to where my sister lived. I said it was ok, and once we hung up, I went back to my show.

I thought about it for maybe a minute, and then called my dad back. I had gotten my drivers license that winter, and since my mom was out of town, I could take her car and bring my father back. When I told him, he apparently had the same idea, so it was decided that I was to meet him in a town that was about 3/4 if the way there. Roughly a 6 hour drive.

so on Easter morning, I woke up at 7, and left town. He and my sister were going to meet with my dad's side of the family for their get together, and leave after that. This was my first time driving by myself for such a long distance, so it was quite an adventure.

I soon passed the first couple city landmarks, letting my dad know my progress with each stop. I has just gotten gas at the "halfway" point when i asked to see where they were on the road. They hadn't even left. So i just kept driver further and further, and they still hadn't left. Eventually, i just ended up driving into town, and i just met them at my uncle's house.
Not only was everyone surprised to see me, they were impressed that I made the trip so quickly.

you see, typically, it is an 8 to 9 hour drive, and I made it in about 6. I may or may not have been going a little faster than I should have been, but to be fair, I thought that it was an emergency.

eventually, everything got worked out and my dad and I made it back safely. It was a fun trip, and I am always reminded of it when I have to make that drive.

I've learned not to drive so fast, but I'm not much better...