Karibuni! @ 09:51 am
Hey guys...Been a few days since I updated so I figured it was high time. Finished all my assessments and evaluations by Friday morning. (The day I was supposed to START evaluating.) Even got my own truck for a couple hours. It was a good day, nothing too eventful. Saturday was my first full day solo and I loved it...For the most part. I was one of the late trucks on the road (4-5 PM) and around 4 I could see the clouds on the horizon and feel the wind starting to pick-up. Got out to about the Red Clay Pits and it started POURING. This wasn't the big, heavy, thunderstorm drops that don't go anywhere though...Oh no...These were small, easily blown, Oregon-esque rain drops so my entire truck had to ride through getting soaked for 10 minutes. There was a little girl in the row directly behind me that was fully convinced the truck was going to fill with water and we were all going to drown so, for 10 minutes, she screramed and screamed and screamed right in my ear. (As if things weren't already stressful enough.) FINALLY dropped them off and went around for another load. The winds died down but the rain just kept on coming. Took off and knew immediately that things would be interesting. Found two "new" water crossings as a result of the rain and, just before the tilting bridge, the truck 2 ahead of mine broke down completely. Meant they had to get a tow truck out to the Clay Pits in the pouring rain. We sat there for almost 15 minutes. I was lucky enough to have a group who were very nice about the whole thing but (from the sound of the NexTel chatter) it sounded like there were a multitude of other trucks that didn't fair so well. 101'ed truck got towed and we finished the tour but it was a harrowing experience. Yesterday I Ran trucks for 2 of my 3 rotations and had a bunch of great guests and trucks. One lady (probably late 20's) insisted on taking my picture because I reminded her so much of her younger brother. Thought that was fun. Also drove a Magical Gatherings group truck and was the last truck of the night. That was creepy to drive past departure and not see a soul there and realize that I owned the roads. Kind of a fun sensation. Even the Bongo (who I couldn't find the entire day) came out to wish me a good night. It was fantastic. Heading out the door to work now but I'll catch up with you all later. TTFN.