On Saturday morning I got my bag packed as I waited for my ride (Pastor Ariel) to come pick me up. She called on her way and said that she couldn't drive because every time she went around a corner her car would lose control due to the snow that had started falling a couple hours earlier. Not to be sidetracked, I got in my car and went to pick her and my other sister (Sarah) up at Ariel's condo. They got in and we started down Ritchie Hwy on our way to AACC where we would pick up the shuttle to Sandy Point. Now I would like to point out that before we left the girls were recommending that we just abandon the idea because of the dangerous roads, but I figured the main roads would be fine. (I share this to paint them in a bad, wimpy light, and to paint myself in a brave, adventurous one.)
When we got on Ritchie Hwy I was surprised at how bad the road was. It apparently had taken AA County by surprise because they had not touched the roads. When we got to Arnold I just couldn't imagine parking and leaving the car for three to four hours and then coming back. Maybe in the Jeep, but not in my Versa. At this point I turned the car around and made my way, albeit slowly, back home.
So there. I didn't plunge, okay? Not that I didn't want to, but I just couldn't make it. I hope to next year. The silver lining to this story is that the money I raised was still received by the Special Olympics and helps a great charity. I'd also like to point out that Ariel and Sarah had made up signs; one of which said, "Our Pastor Walks In Water." Very clever I thought.
--Ben
3 comments:
I still say that photographic evidence of you rolling around in the snow in the yard in your bathing suit would have been sufficient. &)
I agree with Dad - there is still snow - go for it!
Thanks for the idea, I'll take it under advisement.
See you guys at small group tomorrow night.
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