The Truck is packed

Travel Summary

Leave Wakefield, Rhode Island at 10:20am

Arrive Fredonia, New York at 7:20pm

10 Hour Travel time

520 miles

 Yes, the truck came and was loaded last night. We finished loading around 4am, not much sleep but we are ready to go. 

We have a few things to pack in the truck, including the dogs and then we will be on the road.

10:20am we are driving out of the driveway, bye bye Lisa' old house.

We filled the tank in Hope Valley and off we go.

Pretty uneventful drive, beautiful day to start our journey. The dogs behaved themselves. We switched drivers every two hours or so. We planned for a short day, drove until about 7:30, and went over 500 miles.

We are now at a Quality Inn, which allows dogs. We took them for a walk, then came to our room.

Lisa's, no spill, coffee cup spilled in her bag, and leaked through the covers of her bed. To make matters worse the dog then peed on her bed. Not the best way to end the day, but we had a good laugh, after awhile of cursing.

We made it just passed Buffalo.

Not Again

Yes, again.

Our driver got back on the road and left Virginia after being stopped by the State Police. 

They got as far as Delaware before they were stopped by the Delaware State Police.

It seems that a truck with "Alaska" all over the sides is suspicious. 

My guess is they will not arrive by 2pm.

I will keep updating throughout the day.

Update: 1:14pm EDT He is in New Jersey about 4 hours away.

Update: 4:30pm EDT They are about 90 minutes away. This means we will probably not be loading until tomorrow. My sister and I have decided regardless of the time we are leaving as soon as the truck is finished.

Update: The truck got stuck in a construction zone. What else could go wrong? Maybe my bed, the dog couch I have been sleeping on was thrown in the dumpster today.

My new bedroom.

UPDATE: The truck is almost loaded and the house is empty.

Update to the Update

Virginia police have reviewed all of the driver's records and decided that he is in compliance. He is back on the road and should arrive some time tonight.Which means we are on for loading tomorrow and may be able to leave on Thursday.

Considering how things have been going, I will, again, NOT be holding my breath.

Quick Update

 We were just informed that the truck was pulled over in, Virginia, because the Officer was suspicious of an "Alaskan" truck. Unfortunately, they were caught violating the resting rules and will now have to stop for a full 10 hours before they are allowed to proceed. That of course means will will not see the truck until Thursday.

Good news is we found a package of Trader Joe's Lava Cakes and Ice Cream for breakfast this morning.

Beyond the Twilight Zone

Nothing to do but wait for the truck. 

No food in the house, surviving on bread and water.

Hot and humid.

Stomach is still trying to return to normal. Feels like shards of glass throughout my intestinal tract, for the past three days.

Shoot me now, the truck will not be here until Wednesday. Yeah, right.

We ordered dinner, from the store that shall remain nameless, food has gone downhill. Fried chicken wings that were not well coated, if it weren't for the oil dripping off of them, I would believe the gooey mess was cooked in water. 

Cable and the internet have been shutoff, it is a good thing that I have a Hot Spot on my phone.

Please let me awaken from this nightmare in my hot tub overlooking Santa Fe.

Twilight Zone and Recap

I have come to the conclusion that there is no truck and I am living in the Twilight Zone.

It seems the truck that was coming here, "straight" from Alaska to Rhode Island. They entered the lower 48 in Montana. It then proceeded to South Dakota, then on to Washington State, wait that is not the right direction. It got stuck there for an extra day due to a customer that had to run out during the middle of unloading. Okay, so now the truck is headed here and will be here Friday. Oh wait, somehow it ended up in North Carolina, WTFH. So they were going to arrive Sunday night, Monday morning at the latest.  Sunday night they inform us that will not get here until Tuesday. At this point I do not believe there is a truck coming.

It seems there were mushrooms in the Hunan Chicken that was ordered, spent another night with cramps

As if that were not enough, who let the dogs out. The dogs sleep with my sister and there is a gate to keep them in her room. She took the gate down to so we could remove a dresser, it did not get put back. She took the dogs to bed and closed her door. It was hot and humid, so she must have opened her door. At 1:15am, two Collies decided to join me on the couch. They sat on my legs while panting from the heat. This is just what I needed, hot dogs panting in my face and vibrating the bed. I attempted to get them to remove themselves. Then I removed myself to the office floor. This of course did wonders for my stomach cramps. At 1:44am, my sister took them back into her room, or so I thought. I moved back to the couch and promptly had a dog nose breathing in my face, again. Took the dog, in the dark and opened my sister's door to let her in, went back to bed. The dog had gone into the other bedroom in the dark, so a few minutes later, I again had a nose in my face. Turned on the light and marched the dog back to her bedroom and shut the door. By this time it is 2:45am and I can't sleep.

I arrived here, in Rhode Island, on the 10th of July, with the anticipation of leaving for Alaska within a few days. I have now been here a month.

I should be in Alaska, coming out of quarantine, taking pictures of moose, eagles and bears. 

Yet, here I am in the Twilight Zone.

Where is the Truck?

Good grief, Charlie Brown, this is getting ridiculous. The truck is driving all over the country.

Reminds me of an incident from years ago. I was dating a young girl from Los Angelas, at the time I lived south of San Francisco. Her father, a well known actor, had just received his pilot license. He decided to fly her up to my house for a visit. I was working on my license, and knew the people at the airport, so I was in the tower waiting for them to arrive. The tower was giving him directions and and he was a bit confused, as the plane was going left then right then left. When I told them who it was we had a good laugh about how it was good he played a Chief Science Officer and not the Captain of the ship.

Anyway, it seems this truck has detoured all over the country and wound up down south. They are now headed here. They are supposed to get here tonight or tomorrow. I will not be holding my breath.

Some of my sister's neighbors came by for a farewell dinner, we had a pizza dinner in the front yard to say our goodbyes. I believe that there may have been mushrooms on one of the pizzas. I ate one. The rest of the night was spend with severe stomach cramps. I am allergic to mushrooms. Great sent off.

Searching for the Pepto-Bismol and toilet paper.....