Living is Nice: Part 2 in Journeys to WA

CONTINUED FROM On the Road: Part 1 in Journeys to WA

When we finally arrived in Eugene, we pulled into a Taco Bell parking lot for a bathroom break and to get Teacher one's sister-in-law. Having a camel  bladder [re: Part 1], I just sat in the car and waited. I looked out the window, totally zoning out. Then I noticed the billboard.

"When Your Toaster Turns Into A Pyro"

I stared at it, trying to figure out what the heck it all meant. The words were huge and there was a picture of a giant toaster, which I suppose is a given when creating a billboard about pyromaniac toasters. Eventually, I noticed the fine print [or as fine as print can be on a billboard].

"We have an agent for that"

Thank you, State Farm, for confusing me. I will admit though: it was an excellent fabulous reality.

Everyone came back to the car and we started to head off to Roseburg. For this stretch, Teacher one's sister-in-law was driving. I can honestly say that I am glad to have survived. It was over an hour of swerving and insanity. She left no space between us and other cars. Basically, it was like those drivers that dart back and forth between lanes that everyone flips off. My mom kept grabbing me the entire time.

When we finally got to Eugene and the car dealership, the sister-in-law went inside while we all waited, saying it should only be a few minutes. Those were the longest "few minutes" of my life. We ended up being there well over half an hour. My mom and I ended up spending the time looking for free snacks [there were none; it was awful] and climbing into the display cars and trying to find all the features. It's at this point that I will point out that the last time the two of us were in a car dealership, my mom broke one of the rearview mirrors off of a really nice, little, yellow sports car. I promise to tell you the whole story one day.

We ended up leaving the sister-in-law at the dealership because there was still a LOT of driving to be had. As nice as it was to meet the sister-in-law and get to know her, I was glad that my mom took over driving.

VERY glad.

TO BE CONTINUED IN Part 3