
At Tasha's we spent a refreshing weekend talking, baking pretzels and playing Blokus - a very fun strategy game. I, of course, mastered it and beat everyone thoroughly. Rio, the dog, didn't care for us that much and we had to convince Kyle not to go and try to make friends. Apparently, Kyle thinks he is invincible to take on a large barking dog who probably weighs almost as much as he does. Tasha's little girls were adorable and fun to play with, even if Naomi was terrified of us and had to be reintroduced every morning.
We left Monday morning for Maryland. Originally, I thought it was only supposed to be an eight hour drive from Tasha's to Maryland, but then we ran into some problems. The wobbling I mentioned early plagued us the whole way there. And then, the car started dying. It would just cut out suddenly and we would pull over and try, and sometimes succeed, restarting it. There we were on the interstate highway, me panicking about getting killed or stuck forever and Kyle snarling at the stupid Blazer. I thought maybe the car was tired. Kyle assured me cars don't get tired. So, the eight hour drive turned into a fourteen hour nightmare of terror and adrenaline.
Our goal at this point was to get as close as possible to Kyle's cousins, LaNita and John. They had agreed to take us in while we looked for a place to stay. Amazingly, we got very close. In fact, we made it the whole way despite getting stuck at an intersection and explaining to a policeman what was happening. I think he was laughing at our accents and Utah license plates. We met John part way at a gas station and he led us the last mile or so to his house.
I must say that John and LaNita were very generous. They loaned us a car for a bit and let us stay there a whole five days. Their house was very, very nice. It wasn't long before we found a place to live and we moved in that Saturday. Finally! The trip was over.
Getting the car fixed was a nightmare, but it was done eventually - the fuel pump had given out. Tragic. And Expensive. But its all good now.
That is the end of Moving to Maryland.
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